…..said no one ever. I know in blogging about my feelings, others may be upset about the way I’m coping. But this is how my heart feels at rest, by writing about my feelings. In no way do I mean disrespect, I’m just trying to do my best….to move on. Yesterday I saw an incredible… Continue reading It’s Only a Heartbreak…
I’ve been thinking of my past lately. In my classes, I am challenged daily to dig deep into my soul and find out the aspects of my past who make me who I am today. I’ve been wanting to write this all day, but have been fearful of doing so. My life is so full… Continue reading The Wolves
I’ve had so much fun in this journey of exploring all of the facets of my opportunities as an artist. I started this journey with Angels Vocal Art last week and I have already absorbed a wealth of information. Every aspect of this summer program is incredible. Here is an example of my daily schedule:… Continue reading Hi. My name is…..
I once heard, in order for God to use you, one needs to be broken. I have never fully understood this concept until now. I see through my brokenness, he has allowed healing, restoration, and wholeness to manifest itself in my life. During my time in the ICU, the old Sarah was laid to rest… Continue reading Beautifully Broken
Most people will never climb Mt. Everest, and I, definitely will never make that trek. But I did experience a journey, which in my eyes, was equivalent to the amount of stamina, courage, and faith that would be required to climb such a mountain. I became overrun with headaches and body aches on February 17th,… Continue reading Climbing Mt. Everest
Ugh. I can’t sleep. I can’t breathe. I can’t close my eyes without excruciating pain. I guess I will just stay up and write. SO in the midst of the inability to sleep…..I decide to change my profile picture, because you know, it’s time to “change it up!” Anyways, I get to this album… Continue reading Picture…..perfect?
She’s an ocean he’s afraid to explore, Hiding countless wonders, adventures, stories untold. A heart deeply hidden, wanting his search to begin. As he walks the shore uncertain, confused, and unchanged; Her voice beckons, calls him, lures him to play. With his hands he softly caresses, As he begs for her soft innocent kisses. Come… Continue reading Come Swim