Books

I get very into books. I immerse myself within them. Become the characters. Live their lives. Empathize with them. Cry over them. Get very angry over things that aren’t real. I love to escape my own reality. However sometimes authors drive me crazy. I know their entire job is to twist the plot and makeContinue reading “Books”

Handwriting..

Sometimes it’s the little things that set you off. For me today, I saw a sticky note that my dad had written on. I immediately started crying. He passed away May 16, 2019. People say it gets easier. I don’t think it does. I have days that I can live and breathe and do everythingContinue reading “Handwriting..”

Today’s a hard day

In May, I lost my dad. Today is his birthday and all I can think about it how much I wish he was still here. I wish he was teaching me what he knew, dancing to music with me, laughing with me, and hugging me goodnight. I miss him so bad and it hurts everyday.Continue reading “Today’s a hard day”