During Christmas, my mother used to ask us to list three things we want and three things we need. It didn’t take long to list the wants. Mentally we had been keeping track of them, like a child wanting a toy. “I want that. No that. Oh that too.” As though our eyes couldn’t get…

Christ’s Words Carry More Weight

Forming a negative identity from something hurtful someone said to you in your past, changes how you act and respond to others now. Please know that the message spoken to you wasn’t about you, but the person who spoke it. I know that’s hard to believe at times, but we are all broken people learning…


Once upon a time, I fell in love with Potential. I didn’t see it coming, walking in my barely there way, weary from losing my mother and best friend too soon. After seventeen years of singleness I was starting to feel like my opportunity for marriage was fading. I’d already soul crushingly talked myself out…


To the next person who tells me “change would be good for you.” Let me tell you a story. Change. We are all shifting and moving simultaneously day to day; transitioning from one action or idea to another. It’s inevitable. It’s a part of life. I get it and need that as we all do….

Catch & Release

I’m not entirely sure if you meant to catch me, but you did. We were two souls out in the wilderness, trying to find our way through hurts, fears and the baggage that followed us in the shadows. Then you appeared out of the blue, catching my eye, dazzling and pursuing me. Hesitant to go…


It was simple I thought, you and me. Simple conversations, simple stories recalled until they weren’t any longer. Simple to stay in touch with photos or texts with good mornings and hellos. Simple in my mind to separate the heart from falling until it wasn’t simple anymore; feelings felt emotions discovered. No longer simple you…

To Whom Are You

  Who gave you the right to captivate & steel what was guarded? A precious jewel of High Court quality, saintly, worth more than rubies and gold. To whom are you to nestle me in textures, leaving me to lay in wait, while you are lost amongst the crowd of summer.


There are stories that need to be told but these silent lips do not wish to speak There are eyes waiting to decipher but these lids remain closed I am here yet I am not here Lost amongst thoughts that continuously inhabit places that leave me numb  

The Thought of You

While wind and engines pull boats directionless, my book of recipes lure me deeper into context and hunger. I am but lost in words, when thoughts of you find me; drowning in French food and the lights of Paris, as the sound of water laps upon the shore below. I reminisce the last couple of…

Waiting in the Caverns

Deep within a maze of caverns a chamber of secrets my heart awaits to be found captivated by hope and accompanied by the joys of you.        

Blushing Text

My mistake to send you kisses while trying to send you hearts like the color of blooming pink flowers I shyly blush, revealing more than what’s been communicated.

Patch Work

Cynical walls build back around my heart, where you tore them down. Like patch work, each stone is put back into place, while variances of purple rise and fall from the sky.