My precious baby.

Sweet girl. I love you. I love you fiercely and protectively and beyond what the word love even encompasses. I have held your little self for 8 years. 8 years of sleeping 2 inches from you, 8 years of arguing about candy, 8 years of adventures that have been magical sometimes and often questionable. My …

Magical words

I find my clarity in the silence of early mornings, I get my coffee and I usually write or pray. For a very long time I have prayed for a protector. For as long as I can remember, I have sought out a person who would bring me peace; a sense of safety. That soul …