Personal Writings- Let Your Eyes Speak

Looking into his eyes and I cant keep from smiling. I see the world, my world. I see his struggles, his hopes, and dreams. I see a fighter, he wont give up. Not because he has no other choice, but because he cant. In his eyes I see us, together, happy. I see my future, my happiness, and my life. Because he is my life and the thought of this fills me with joy. And when I lean back and look at him, I know he feels the same way.

Personal Writings- Reflection

Walk to your mirror and look at yourself, what do you see? Lets start on the outside. Look into your eyes. Are they bright, filled with life, color, and warmth. Or are they black, filled with lost hope and longing. Now look down to your neck. Is there a necklace around it, given to you by a loved one. Maybe a locket with the faces of those you hold dearest. What about your hands and wrists? Are they torn up and scared, bruised and bashed? Dont put them down, think back to what happened, whats the story, whats the reason, and then embrace it. But now go deeper, how do you feel? Whats wrong? Are you content with yourself, or is there a need for something more. Dont keep it bottled up, share it with the world and tell them how you feel. Are there scares on the inside that only you know exist? Dont conceal them. You arent the only one with these scares, you arent alone. You are beautiful, there is someone who cares, and it will get better. Dont walk away from the mirror, look at your gorgeous self, and promise that youll make an effort to get better. Because at the end of the day, the best medicine is believing in yourself. 

Personal Writings- Lost Love

Losing a friend is the worst thing in the world, its worse than going through a break up. Youre losing a family member, a friend, and a love. They are who you tell everything to, theyve seen you at your worst and still stick around. But unfortunately they are like everything else, they dont last. I guess people can only take so much of one another because people get torn apart all the time. Theyll stay at your worst, but leave at your best.

Personal Writings- Sense Snow

Its funny how people love looking at the snow, but hate being in it. When you are in it you experience so many more senses. You can see the light flakes falling and landing gently on the ground and trees, or see them dancing in the streets. You can smell the crisp cold air, while you feel the snow land on your skin and feel the breeze run chills through your body. You can hear the wind rush by your ears and nothing else, you listen and all is still. No cars, no phones, or noisy people, just peace. No matter how old you are you'll still get the urge to taste the snow, and when you do those childhood memories come rushing back. You can just lay in the snow and look up at the sky, and in that moment, everything is still, time freezes, and there are no worries.

Personal Writings- Two Sides

Sitting by the window, watching the snow fall with a cup of tea and some candles lit, is one of the most beautiful things in life. When you think about it, one side of the window is cold, often dark, windy, and unpleasant to most people. Where as the other is warm and inviting, bright and filled with color, wanted by most everyone. I guess you could say the two sides, are just like life.