I keep writing and the words are difficult to express. Life is so much bigger than I ever imagined. It is filled with so much more joy, sorrow, questions, answers, doubt, and faith. It is so much more complicated sometimes, and yet in other moments it seems so incredibly simple. When I moved to our… Continue reading so much
Category: fractured
home
I am home. It will never really be my home--it belongs to more than me. My Grandpa built this house, and it is a house that has to be loved in order for it to continue to exist. I do love it: when I wake up and look across to the golden hillside in the… Continue reading home
reality
reality is never quite what you expect more full of joy than you imagined yet pulling back at you is the struggle everything is bigger than you imagined complicated what do you want to be when you grow up becomes a fairy tale because your dreams are merely fantasy and you are instead left… Continue reading reality