He left a note on my desk. It read, “Oh my goodness, you are so beautiful. I can’t stop looking at you.” Two weeks later, he baked me a birthday cake. It was my favorite. Yellow cake with chocolate icing and two perfect candles on top. Lights turned out, and he told me to make... Continue Reading →
The Death Of My Father
My dad passed away. It's been 9 months since his funeral, and it still hasn't really hit me. I'm honestly hoping someday it will. Some days I sit in the silence of my space and say over and over again "My dad died, My dad's dead. My dad’s dead. He’s dead. He’s gone." I don’t... Continue Reading →
The blues and other hues of a brown eyed girl 