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  • And Then There’s You…

    I feel amazing with just a smile. 
    I write in color again, because I am inspired.
    It’s a love that maybe you can understand. 
    The kind of love that eases a soul. 
    When your eyes see something and your heart skip a beat. 

    You see a giant, an angel. 
    You find faith to trust your eyes, because they see what your heart wants. 
    How can a woman not fall in love with a man who does all that for her?”

  • Spain? Or Italy?

    Yes, I have that itch to travel again. With every coin or bill that I place in the travel jar, I dare to dream. My thought process is really quite rudimentary. I’m dying to indulge in olives, wine, Spanish music and art. Then there’s Italy and people who can graciously accommodate me by speaking English with an Italian accent. And then there’s the food.. My GOD, the food! Not to mention the people speaking Italian while they serve me in restaurants. The land of my hero, da Vinci. The drive to Positano. Italian futbol… Artistry!

    Just what is a girl to do? Well, I’m in no rush to decide.

  • An All-American Girl…

    My aspirations are renewed
    … And rich
    My heart is filled with peace
    … And giving
    With every dawn and every moon, my thoughts are expanding
    … New horizons
    A new day
    … Salud!
    I am free to travel my winding road
    My every word will have purpose
    ” ! “

  • Miracles…

    On a Saturday she threw words and prayers out to the clouds and wondered if they would be heard. Monday morning brought her a miracle. A ghost appeared, and whispered “open your eyes.” And, so she did. The picture of a shadow brought her tears, then brought her calm. A bitter, bitter blessing.

    She dared to look again, but her ghost was gone once more. Gone without a trace. OK… This is just life. No matter what she could ever think to say, she knows it will just sound crazy… and, she’s not. She was just someone who cared too much. So she said goodbye, and stopped looking for the one who cared too little.

  • Beauty in the written form…

    I think this just might be the most beautiful thing ever written…

     “In a sea of people, my eyes will always search for you.”

  • A Dream to Mend a Broken Heart…

    My story continues
    I’m not a woman who needs a destination

    With time
    With spirit
    With the smile I once wore for him

    I move
    The way I know how

  • Truth…

    It’s my eyes you wanted
    It’s my smile you carry

  • Lost in Translation….

    Bold confessions
    An invitation
    Requests
    Doubt
    Kitten “purr”
    Mi sub rosa
    Silence

  • Just a Dream…

    She closed her eyes and slipped into a dream.

    They sat at the bar, with drinks in hand. He made her laugh as they talked about life, and nothing of great importance. The violins and squeeze boxes strummed music that lit her soul. She felt vibrant and comfortable and truly happy to be sitting there… It showed. 

    He leaned in a little closer and asked her to gauge his sobriety that night. He had one or two in him, but the drink did not overpower him, which she knew and acknowledged. With that established between them, he looked at her and raised her glance to his. She felt butterflies as she looked straight into his eyes really for the first time. So blue, so beautiful. The connection was strong and scary and it made her tremble a bit.
    With the strength of the angel that brought her to his side standing beside him, he spoke the one word that she was not prepared to hear… “stay.” 
    It was one of the rawest moments of her life. She simply knew nothing more true than the electricity flowing in her veins at that exact moment. As she opened her mouth to say “yes,” she heard her breath, and she awoke from so many years of slumber.

  • Be Brave…

    Be someone to somebody. Don’t fail yourself by failing to let the people you keep close around you know that they “fit” in your world. And, when it’s time for the next chapter… be memorable, be remarkable… Be You.