There is a feeling fleeting away from my fingertips I have been attempting to catch since childhood. An image stuck in my head I have not been able to communicate. A scent permanently invading my senses I have never been able to locate. Oftentimes, I find myself reliving small moments I have no recollection of. The brush of the cold air on my cheeks strangely ignites nostalgia. The smell of pine ... » Continue Reading
I owe a whole lot of who I am today to you. Even though we are no longer close, I walk proudly every day knowing I carry pieces of you. Thank you for inspiring me to create. I still believe you are the light of the world. Oh, how precious you are! When you feel a slight chill in the October air, when you hear the echo of laughter and a smile graces your face, when you admire the beauty of everythi... » Continue Reading