Message in a Bottle (Part 8)

I woke up thinking about Power this morning and was going to blog about that. But after reading the rawness of yesterday's post, I have instead opted to talk about thankfulness. I find myself in a unique position. On one hand, I despise having to have gone through all that I did. I hate it. …

Message in a Bottle (part 4)

  It's times like these that I doubt everything. It's times when my husband is lying in bed asleep, the dog has his head under the bed (I have no idea why he does that but he does) asleep, and I am the last one awake. It's moments like these when I think - I …

Message in a Bottle (Part 3)

My husband is my primary source of inspiration. His presence, his love, his patience with me, his dedication, his tenderness, his faithfulness, and his desire for me has pulled me out of the shaded gray area that I lived in all my life. Also, his intelligence and wisdom satisfies my wandering and inquisitive mind. When …

Message in a bottle (part 2)

It's hard to sleep at night when voices of the past come back to talk to you. Like ghosts stepping out of the wall, they kneel down by my bed to whisper memories of what had transpired in my life. And like the little kid in the Sixth Sense, I used to close my eyes and …