And just like that folks, I’ve come to the end of another decade of life, My twenties saw me explore the big city, travel the world, build a career, forge some amazing friendships, move up the country and become a wife! Honestly speaking, I wouldn’t change a single thing, every experience shaped me in a … More Thank You Twenties, It’s Been A Pleasure!
Since before I can remember, maybe circa 2000 perhaps, I’ve always dealt with death in a certain way. Whenever someone close to me has passed, I’ve written a poem about them. Nothing fancy, just the bare bones of how that person made me feel and what I cherished most about them. I’ve always abided by … More Goodbyes From The Heart
How did we get here? We’re on a path of gloom Avoiding me, sitting there alone in a dark room I don’t need you to tell me what’s wrong, I can read you like a book All it takes is one glance, I can tell from that look You’re in pain, it’s in your eyes, … More Bittersweet
Is this really what I want for me? I don’t know where I am, but I know where I wanna be It’s all about the vibe, it’s all about the energy Something I can feel, but not necessarily see I’m only gonna stay if I feel like this is good for me.
They tell you what they know you want to hear, Assign terms of affection like “babe” “hun” “dear”. They’re quick to promise you the world, Assure you that you’re their number one girl. Make future plans and talk about settling down, Make you feel like a queen without the crown. But you need to know … More Another One Bites The Dust
The clock’s struck 12 and 2017 is officially done, As we recollect our year’s worth of memories, would we say we’ve lost or won? Well I can safely say that we’ve all had our share of ups and downs, Laughter and smiles mixed with tears and frowns. Because such is the nature of life, all … More Bienvenido A 2018
That faint dimple in your left cheek that only makes an appearance when you’re either bursting with happiness or being cheeky. That floppy, shiny head of hair that always seems to look professionally styled, regardless of how much you jump around. That tiny little button nose that’s turned up ever so slightly at the tip. … More Mi Sobrino
I’m assuming the foetal position on the front room sofa. A small square pillow is lodged between my knees, another is pressed against my belly like a shield. Enveloped in my floor length violet dressing gown, hood and all, My silver laptop is positioned on the oak coffee table in front of me. The opening … More Sick Day