What’s Love got to do with it?

Tina Turner sang about love, asking the difficult questions. “Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?” If you listen closely, you can hear how hard it is to define love. In many words, she managed an all-time hit that we all relate to. Maybe it’s the notion—the confusion that comes with—heck itContinue reading “What’s Love got to do with it?”

Chirywrites

I have loved so deeply, yet I never felt that kind of purity in those who showed me loveI cared so intensely, yet never felt safe long enough not to care for myselfI honored those who deserved it and yet never walked in my own honorI held on to keep the peace, yet I alwaysContinue reading “Chirywrites”

Loneliness

The lonely nights,the silence right after babies go to bed.The resounding silence when you can’t fall asleep because you aren’t tired enough,or you are think about something. Wondering how you got to this place,the place that you are alone.If you are like me and you made the conscious choice to be single then you’ll consoleContinue reading “Loneliness”

My best friend

Today I write of my best friend,a beautiful woman with an amazing soul. I don’t know where to start so I will just wing it.People talk about fights they have with their sisters and I have always wondered what that’s like.Then she walked in to my life and nothing has ever been the same.One yearContinue reading “My best friend”

DIARY OF MY TODAY

I am looking into the eyes of a child.Let me start from the beginning,I am sitting somewhere and across from me is a baby and her mom.She is about a year old and is being a baby,wants to play,wants to be held and is even trying to eat everything she touches.She keeps smiling at meContinue reading “DIARY OF MY TODAY”

My mother

Successful means achieving the goals we set for ourselves.At the mention of successful I think about my mother.That amazing woman has lived her life exactly how she wants it.The things she didn’t want she changed.The things she desired she went out and got them.I listen to her sometimes talking about the struggles it took toContinue reading “My mother”

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