To love and to be loved. We all crave it. Were created for it. Daily, we give it. Moment by moment we express it. We show it through wiping bums and cutting the crust off their bread. Through late nights and middle of the nights, and early mornings, and all the crazy hours in between. Through… Continue reading Blasphemous Love
Hello, My name is Momma. Momma noun| adjective|verb Passion. Joy. Fear. Hope. Heartache. Tears. Laughter. Dancing. Worry. Faith. Wonder. Love–all consuming love. ~~~~~~~~~~ I am more than a face. More than a pretty dress. More than dinner on the table. I am weak, and yet so strong. I fail, but I keep getting up. I… Continue reading My Name is Momma
She woke up crying. I ran in to find her nose spilling blood everywhere. The couch cushion, the carpet, her dress. Quickly sweeping her into my arms I ran to the bathroom where we waited for it to end. Just the two of us, her stripped down to princess underwear, feet dipped in the sink… Continue reading Naked Love
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