morning pages. again. meditation. again. blurry head. tired eyes. beautiful music. beautiful world. beautiful people. LOVE. LOSS IS STILL REAL. tragic loss is tough. does anyone ever recover from losing a loved one? does anyone ever recover from losing a child to brutal rape, torture, and murder? what about losing a child to an abduction and never getting closure? never finding your lost child. your lost love. your everything. how sad.
my right hand gets tired so quickly from writing with a pen but i prefer writing than typing. i prefer talking to writing and typing. getting older. LOVE MORE. listen more. love myself more. passions. beautiful music. random thoughts that are never random.
WRITE.
WRITE.
WRITE.
LOVE.
LOVE.
LOVE.
LISTEN.
LISTEN.
LISTEN.
I love Rylee so much. i only want the best for her. i love Triggy and Murphy too. i love my Mom and Dom too. family love is sooooo important.
friends and family.
love life.
keep breathing.
keep meditating.
keep exercising.
keep reading. keep learning.
keep growing.
keep loving.
keep acting.
keep writing.
LOVE AND LOSS AND GUILT AND EMPATHY.
and lack of money and lack of a Dad and lack of confidence.
one more page to write but I don’t have to follow the rules. break the rules. follow my heart. empathy for those who suffer. empathy for those who struggle.
i want to connect with anyone and everyone associated with horrific trauma’s.
IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT.
IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT.
IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT.
please let go of your GUILT.
love over hate.
allow.
surrender.
let go.
LOVE.
my hand is shaking.
notanotherphony. 