The First Thought
Dear Journal, I must be mellowing. I no longer inwardly struggle with this quote. Even if his presence did come on a rushing wind, things…
Wild, White Waters…
The dawn softly tugged at the strings of consciousness, and I slowly woke to the exciting recognition of the fact that yes, I was finally…
Resorts & Restaurants…
The next week, we took off in the little Honda Del Sol with our bags in the trunk, the top down, and the humid wind…
Two Weeks of Romance… {A Love Letter}
Being a couple apart has been both hard and easy in that bittersweet fashion that life excels so wonderfully at. There are moments of vexation…
