the process of being shattered.

momma’s kitchen floor. i remember sitting there with her, tracing the grains in the hardwood floor, glancing at each set of shadows that outlined our bare toes. tripping over truths, falling in surrender. i had been here a million times before. i’d lay out my plans. give her a peek at my messy blueprints. kept […]

Read more "the process of being shattered."

this is what you get.

so this one deserves a backstory : i’ve done a lot of back & fourth with this post. & i mean a lot, you guys. i originally started writing it on father’s day, & it was pretty all over the place. daddy day tends to be a little blurry for me & all that seemed […]

Read more "this is what you get."

one of God’s art projects.

in the midst of being what seemed to be : lost, mis-shapen, craggy & run down due to emptiness… I felt Jesus remind me, “seek me during this process, little one. let Me chisel away at your life. at your heart.” i sit here in silence, feeling overwhelmingly small in this little room of mine. […]

Read more "one of God’s art projects."

A lesson on hate.

hate is such an ugly emotion. it rattles around in our pockets like loose change. & if someone just so happens to bump into us, it pours out like all our pride shattering onto a tile floor. we fall to our knees, scattered, trying to pick up the pieces. salvaging ourselves. in hopes that people […]

Read more "A lesson on hate."

wild one.

i wasn’t looking for anything that day. i wasn’t looking for anyone when i met you. quite honestly, i wasn’t planning on falling for anyone anytime soon. the possibility of even meeting you outside of newton’s walls seemed like one in a million. i honestly never even thought we’d be sharing air other than when […]

Read more "wild one."