Life didn't go as planned.Somehow, that became the plan.

This is where life becomes words.

I never started writing because I had the answers.
I started writing because life kept giving me questions.
Some became pages. Some became songs. Some are still unfolding.

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From the Journal

While They Are Here

Sometimes… when something we once hoped for finally becomes part of our lives, we become afraid of losing it, and we can forget to simply live it.

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The Quiet Gifts

Sometimes… we become so focused on searching for something more, that we forget to notice what has already quietly become part of our lives.

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The First Step

Sometimes… the people you hoped would understand your journey, don't. The encouragement you expected never comes.

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