When you want to write something meaningful and beautiful but you just keep typing and the words don’t come. Maybe they will come later. For now, I’ll just watch gilmore girls and eat chunky monkey and laugh by myself adding to an already brilliant design. xoxox Advertisements
Good morning family and friends. I so appreciate each of you taking the time to gather here today and celebrate the life, love, and legacy of our beloved Nicholas. I know how much you all meant to him and how deeply he valued the friendship and love you shared with him. Before we get started,… Continue reading RIP Mr. Kook
I call her Queen. Daughter of Majesty, stitched together by Divinity, Eyes the size of the moon. Diamonds like freckles speckle her face Cloaked in sapphire silks, she stands six inches from the sky. Dancing at banquets and pouring champagne, Dressed to the nines in Heaven’s finest. The celebration of Angels with each step that… Continue reading The Movement
When I pick you up, you don’t smell like me. You don’t smell like my baby and my hair and my lotion and my love. You smell different. You smell like hospital. Like gowns and cold and gray and isolation. You smell unfamiliar. Distant. Independent. I don’t know this smell on you. You smell like… Continue reading Ocean Baby
I’m seventeen years old. The first place I go to when I get my driver’s license is church. I’m hungry for Jesus. I’m dating a boy who loves Him very imperfectly but his family embodies Grace and Love in a way I have never experienced. I want what this family has. I need it. I… Continue reading That Time I had a Mental Breakdown in Church
A prayer for 2017 My love, May you no longer wait for permission to get shit done. May you grow stronger. May you run like hell and may your Fitbit track every damn mile of it. May you buy only vegetables and organize our finances and become translator of the year. I so believe in… Continue reading 2017
May nap times and money and orgasms come easy and often.