posts.

Let yourself be Loved.

I started on my wedding registry last week. I’ve been putting it off because the idea of asking for things has always made me uncomfortable. I didn’t grow up making a wish list for my Mom at Christmastime. I never wrote letters to Santa. I still hate bothering people and asking for help even when …

poems.

{masquerade}

I remember her telling meshe refused to crybecause if she startedshe feared she’d never stopI remember wonderinghow you could live with that much painhow you could carry that much weightshrouded and sealed and buried deep withinwhere is the benefit in denialwhere is the hope in a masquerade I wondered thenBut I understand now