One of the worst parts of all this is watching my Mom. I’ve never seen two people more in love, more passionate about pursuing God together, than my parents. I’ve never seen a team that works so hard to share the love of God with every corner of the earth. I dream of a future where maybe, just maybe, I’ve found a love like this one. Of finding a love that endures a nightmare you couldn’t even imagine. I dream of finding a man like my Daddy, albeit maybe with one or two more tattoos. Continue reading
The waves are rolling and the sea crashes, unforgiving and controlling.
I don’t want to give up the fight to save my life and make it all right.
I’m lost in the ocean. I’m falling, drowning in slow motion, losing all emotion.
It’s when everything goes black, and I know that, I won’t make it back.
I don’t know how long I’m gone. I wake up to a soft song, mourning who I was.
I thrash and suck in for breath before I stop and embrace the easy, final death.
I’m one with the sea, became one of it’s creatures and let go of all I would be.