We are all starving for hope. We all have this thing that haunts us; it's called our past. Yea, that thing. Stupid... sure. But, it's real and it can be haunting. Our enemy often throws it at us like a pie to the face. Except, this pie is one from those looney cartoons; it's ticking and ready to explode. Or... at least, that is what it feels like when we lose focus and when hope is lost.
We throw you where we please. You travel wherever the wind takes you. We sometimes acknowledge you, yet choose to neglect you. You not only watch us as we step on you, but also as we step over and around you. How isolated you must feel. How abandoned you must feel. Trash. Trash... How did you…Read more Trashed People
While working at home, this bird flew into the glass sliding door and knocked itself out. I helped get it back on its feet and off its wing. It decided to stay with me for some time. Then off it flew. Learning to fly is hard. We have to take the risk and jump into…Read more Take Flight