This Too Shall Pass

I wanted to reach for him. To hold him. To temporarily let him burrow into my brain to let him know I wouldn’t break his heart. That I am not his ex wife. That I will never be his ex wife. But I knew him well. I know when he gets overwhelmed he shuts down. It’s not his most attractive quality, but we all have unattractive qualities, don’t we? It’s about looking past all of that. The bluster and the bullshit.

Love the One

Love the one that has mended your broken wings, that has transformed you – liberated you. The person that sheds gold flakes that inspire envy among the stars. The one that is a god among kings.

Typewriter Series: Memories of Me and Him

Happy Monday, everyone! Over the past week or so, I have been working on a new typewriter series that I have been posting on my Instagram account. I am calling it Memories of Me and Him – the title is fairly self-explanatory. These are nonfictional memories about real people (i.e. me and a very, very special him). I thought I would share the first five of the series with you here. If any of you have any feedback, please feel free to share! Love and adore you all.

Pieces of Me, The Heart of Him

The flush of her skin as she breathed the tonic air – it satiated him, surrounded him, as the moon is by millions of exploding stars. No, darling, she was no commonplace thing – he knew the universe must have fallen in love with her, for how radiant her lips look stained by the sun.

A Long Distance Kind of Love

Distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It’s for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It’s for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don’t see it nearly enough. Distance […]