Thank You For Teaching Me How To Heal
What I’ve learned from you, I now use to raise myself up, to stretch my spine towards the sky until I’m standing tall and brave.
For Every Senior Girl On Her Prom Night
It’s okay if your date steps on your train or if you make a silly face in one of your pictures. It’s okay if you found your dress on the clearance rack, okay if you didn’t get your makeup done, and okay even if it’s raining and your hair gets a little frizzy. Sometimes imperfections, sometimes the things we can’t plan for are the things we remember the most.
This Is How A Good Man Raises A Daughter
He monitors what she’s doing to ensure that she’s safe, but he isn’t too intrusive. He gives her the space she needs to grow on her own. Lets her make her own choices, even if sometimes they don’t end so well. Gives her freedom. Then he takes a deep breath, and trusts that she will do the right thing.
If A Woman Is A Plant
I want to be something beautiful,
but sassy. Something with roots.
21 Signs You’re An Independent Woman That Doesn’t Need A Man (Most Of The Time)
You can totalllllly do everything on your own. Except kill spiders, change tires, and reach the spices on the tippy-top pantry shelf.
I’ll Take A Drive With You
For the hours that we drive, we are caught in a protected net of time—no decisions need to be made just yet, no choices are sneaking up on us. There’s nothing we need to do or be other than here, now, and looking ahead.
10 Ways Your Life Is Blessed By Having A Mentor Or Older Friend
Because loving them brings humor and grace into your life.
If I Were To Love You Again
I’d have to decipher you like a poem, breathing in every confusing line, every stanza, every extended metaphor hidden in your eyes or the arch of your spine.
You Can’t Tell Me Who To Be When It Comes To Love
I will not color in the lines of love. Instead I will draw my own picture, make designs and shapes outside the boundaries.
I Only Want You When It Rains
I want you when it rains because I like the way the water feels on my bare skin. Because the water makes me feel natural, real, alive. Because I can see us intertwined on the couch, talking to the rhythm of the water, no destination or place to be besides in one another’s arms.