Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Baby cord.

My husband got it right away.
This is a picture of my son's back.
He's preoccupied with my charger and doesn't know or care that I see him.
He has curly hair.

Friday, June 27, 2014

Swing away.

Swing near, swing far.
Take as long as you need because home is always here.

Help me help myself.

I am very aware of what alcoholism can do. I truly believe that before it is an addiction, it is a disease.
A disease that runs rampant and not only ruins the host but everyone close and afar.
I don't condone the victim because it is too sad as it is; they are already so alone.
I embrace the host and the victim because It is one and of the same.

Your mistakes and imperfections have been hard to swallow but here we are.
No one is perfect and no one can say they live as a saint.
I am only happy that you are here.
Truly, I am.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Fishing for love.

Some find love so easily.
Some find it like a diamond in the rough.
Some just fall - hook, line, and sinker.

Father and son.

It's written in the stars.