We make time for the people and things we value we leave space for growth and potential and even opportunity based on the things we want in life. Anyone who can keep you softly laughing – no matter what the day throws at you is…

There are so many things I am hoping you’ll realize as the pages get thinner and thinner – as you not only near the end – but feel it so completely in your soul that this is just another step along a path you have…

Listening to the music you left behind is like trying to send letters to a stranger in a house that won’t be built for centuries and there is something to be said for the level of tenacity or pure dedication coursing through veins that won’t…

Progress is progress – you’ve got this and you truly are capable of so much more than you ever seem to realize; but that said, you owe me a salsa with time and a tango with potential –   don’t put me on hold again,…

It is midnight now – the witching hour I am drinking honeyed whiskey and writing in something other then obsidian ink – so clearly whatever is haunting me now is not you is not cinnamon or orange juice.   I am not sobbing about the…

We keep talking about this and I understand where you’re coming from, but sometimes there’s something to be said for nostalgia simply for Nostalgia’s sake – it’s been way too long since we’ve had a 2am phone call, since the tweety bird lighter got magically…

You have always had this way about you of being perfect and incredible and record breaking in your own right but never lasted longer than a few minutes especially if there was rain on the horizon.   Paper airplane wishes – the prize flower –…

Yes a storm is brewing – yeah there’s already one knocking on the doors and wrapping on the window panes –   I’m sure you’ve heard the warnings but in every Pandora’s box was all about hope not the monsters and I’d like to think…

I grew up in a house where art and laughter were rationed and metered out and never supposed to be shared together. Art was a privilege and laughter was a reward of the highest order. Growing up paint splattered was never a lesson I  thought…

The boy who gave me cloth oragami hearts and engraved sheet music and silk black roses didn’t last though he put in all the right moves. He was here for the lesson that you should really appreciate what you’ve got while you have it.  …