I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge - then, the Moon breaks through, lights up the path before me.
I'm not afraid of the opinions of others - but of being needed and coming up short.
Each heart is made of a different stone - no two feel alike nor break the same way.
The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows.
Authority is the unmistakeable tone in the voice of a true writer.
Here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond: Not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed.