I want to tell you a story, but I don’t know quite how to start. Do I start by saying that I need to get real and tell you the truth? No. That doesn’t feel right because it has all been real and I have always tried to share the truth – about me and…Read more »
Tag: sorrow
For Empty Arms and Breaking Hearts
There was this mother. She carried secret life close to her heart. She dreamed of promise. One day, these dreams had to change. You see, her promise would bud but not flower. With strength of steel this mother dared to love anyway. Life grew, protected within her as shadows darkened above her. Life cries out into the gathering shadows. Mother picks up…Read more »