A few years back I would have said yes. The younger version, not that I'm old, of me thought that pretty was all about looks or that's what everyone made me think. Then I sat and gave it a thought and realized pretty isn't the looks. It's everything you have to offer. What's it that… Continue reading I’m not pretty, are you?

I was telling a close friend of mine an incident I had with a friend who was dear to me then we drifted. We had gone out eating and she was so furious about something I had just done and I realized she had this pent up anger that has been there for ages but… Continue reading Time is a master breaker

I am a supposed to be a daughter, soon to be wife and mother. I need to live for Me and I need to live for you too. Why must I have a double life? The world's weight on my shoulders is heavy but you're still adding more weight to it. Why must we fight?… Continue reading A letter to my love

Someone asked me which version of them I prefer and I actually asked them are they insinuating there was an old them. And they were not sure how to respond to that. I want to think we work like the world. The same way there’s always someome new to meet in the world there’s this… Continue reading Comfortable to be uncomfortable