I know we are supposed to forgive those who do me wrong, but sometimes it’s the hardest thing to do. 🧡
ღ I told you this so that My Joy…may be in you and that your Joy may BE complete! Thank you for Joy Father! ღ 🙏🏼
Trusting when things don’t make sense is hard, but for me the only way to be. 💜
Whispers and winds, waiting for the next inspiration
I know you never really thought about it
Till now, please tell me about Beauti…
Tell me it’s real, tell me about it MichelleMarie
What do you see?
What do you feel?
Now, that’s it’s real?
It’s over as it begins, do you sink or swin?
I know you never thought about it
Tell me about it MichelleMarie when you can…
Gather the courage to grow. I hadn’t thought about it till now, but it does take courage to grow and face the truth of who we really are. Which is AwEsome, btw. Happy Saturday 🧡
My favorite part of Sunday morning. Micki’s mocha latte w/extra whipped because I can.
Have a gentle Sunday! 🧡
Words of Amber
burn within my heart
this is their home
this is the part
I want to give
but I hold them close
Far too often I offer freely
these precious words then
I realize I need them most
My desire to share
To be known
Led me here
Looking for a home
Words of Amber
“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me.
To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me.