She was the kind of friend who made you feel safe. The one you instantly felt at home with … whom you could trust with everything your soul had to bare, and wouldn’t judge. This was the friend with whom you could just be quiet for a long time if you needed to, and no… Continue reading Kindred Spirits
He calls her pretty on the days she decides to curl her hair and put a flower in it, and her outfit is her favorite combination of black-and-white. He calls her cute on the days she wears a sun-dress and a ribbon in her hair and life is carefree and filled with innocence. He calls… Continue reading The Words He Says
We all try so hard. We try to be liked. We try to be funny. We try to put into words what’s on our minds … yet still be acceptable. We try not to worry, but we still do. We try to find happiness. We try. But what if … what if, she said, we… Continue reading What If We Danced?
Wood shavings fell all around the Master Craftsman as he worked. Dust danced in the light streaming in from the window and caught in his thick beard. A smile twinkled in his eyes, and a tune hummed on his lips as he smoothed out the piece of artwork in his hand. This – this had… Continue reading February’s Fingerprints
So we come to the end of the first month of 2012. January, you’re over with. Thank you for such a wonderful introduction to this new year. “January’s Journey” I termed it. And it was definitely a journey … but more than anything, I think it was more a realization that it’s just a snippet… Continue reading Every Moment In Between