Crumpled heart

My heart leaves my chest sometimes. She always comes back though. Always home. Here. Safe. With me. Today my heart collapsed. On the floor. Limp. Unconscious. Crumpled in my arms. My heart leaves my chest sometimes.


Christian family.

This is the last post in a series about family. As a preamble to this post, I want to make it clear that I look at all of my posts as a mere snapshot in time. The words I write today are a reflection of the things I think, feel, believe, and understand today. I … Continue reading Christian family.