I have alot to say. And sometimes (all the time) words just don't come out of my mouth right.
So at a young age I found that paper and my always-faithful pen proved themselves useful in allowing myself to figure out just who I am/was/am going to be.
Somedays what I have to say will be meaningless to you. Somedays this blog will make you want to punch me in the face because of my apparent stupidity. But somedays - and this is my hope - that somedays my voice will ring so true to your life and what is happening in the little, quiet places that no one else sees. That somedays you will pull a word, a phrase, a whole paragraph from my writing and let it pass over you, if only for a moment, and touch you and hold you.
God bless you forever and a day.
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