My Grandma has told stories about her 8th birthday for years. A whole crowd of family and friends had gathered in the Rissacher home in upstate New York to celebrate. Gram was in a pretty dress, they’d bought a cake for the occasion and it was a snowy, sunshiney day. Amid the festivities, at around …
this rain has been unyieldingthese storms have been heavyday after day they uproot and shiftand alter and abolisheverything that felt safeMy heart is growing coldand I am tired of these cloudsbut my love won’t let me drown in the sea these storms have causedHe won’t let me trip on the piles of wreckagethey continue to …
Hey friends. The last few weeks have been strange, and heavy. Only nine days ago I had just sang in my first college choir performance, not knowing it’d also be my last. I hugged my 80 year old grandparents and stayed at their house, without any thought in my head that it was dangerous. I …
I remember something told me to hold onto you,just a little longer,what I wish something told me,was to never let you go.
Last Saturday I was on top of the world. My boyfriend and I had a conversation that morning over oat milk lattes from bakery by the lake that stilled a lot of fears in my heart. We talked about plans coming into fruition. Real, solid plans, and it put my spirit at ease. A future …