The past calls to me, but it is like the siren's call; deadly. It urges me to hold on go things. The objects which in turn sing my name; yet these items straddles me with their weight. They threaten to limit my future: emotional, physically and financially. This past weekend, I ventured into the confines …
Continue reading Tossing the junk; cleansing the past (An Update)
Today, I turn thirty-five years old. The parochial school that I attended as a teenager had the motto “Grow in Faith and Wisdom”. It has been my motto since those days of uncertainly. Those days when I thought I knew who I was; only to be torn down again and again. This year, I stop; …
Continue reading Another Year Older and Deeper in Wisdom…I hope…
What can’t I free my mind of you? Why can’t my heart free itself from your memory? Passion kindled over innocuous words... A quick kiss sealed the spell cast years before… The fates intertwined our lives, our hearts and our bodies... Two scorned lovers finding comfort in each other. Love can’t heal though what other …
Lucinda Rose 