I lost myself in him, or perhaps a better way to look at it would be to say I entered a cocoon, waiting to be born anew. However you look at it, I know that God was with me through it all. He had hypnotic eyes that would draw you in, so deep that youContinue reading “God Was With Me”
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A Return To Church
Leaving home, she looked back once more as her mother waved, cat in arms, trying not to cry. She had to go and raise the cat’s paw and wave. It was her undoing, and she drove away with tears streaming down her face. She’d be back, she knew, but there was something in leaving homeContinue reading “A Return To Church”
Strength To Be Alone
They stared at me, the strangers with no clue, some with pity, others with curiosity as to why I sat alone with no company to keep. They didn’t know that I had the strength to be alone. The day had been hot, and the work harder than usual. I had walked to the pool toContinue reading “Strength To Be Alone”