I watch my heart disappearing into her rosebud mouth. My Valentine's jest somehow seems less funny.
I count my blessings as follows:1) I'm alive.2) Beauty is in the world all around me.3) I share my love with everyone and not just a select few.4) I give thanks to whoever made and created us no matte...
Love feeds on deception.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
There's more to a person than flesh. Judge others by the sum of their soul and you'll see that beauty is a force of light that radiates from the inside out.
Everything around you that you call life was made up by people, and you can change it.
I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.
Shame and blame should have no place in our body, mind, or spirit.
Forgiveness is a transformative act because it asks you to be a more empathetic and compassionate person, thereby making you better than the person you were when you were first hurt.
Real women fight for something, other than their own emotions.
The elegance under pressure is the result of fearlessness.