You can run but you can't hide

My wants are simple: a job that I like and a guy whom I love.

Buried beneath disappointment and fear, anger and pride, I just might find it in my heart to forgive.

I'm nostalgic and I do think about a "what if."

You don't have to talk to someone to think about them and check up on them now and again.

But now I can see that there is redemption and beauty in an accident emanating from love.

Sweetened ice tea is one of the things I love about the South, right up there with homemade biscuits and cheese grits.