I was never ready,
ready to give him my heart
I was never ready,
ready for the lost keys of my heart to be found
I buried them, too deep

But thyne heart decided to betray thee,
and open doors which faith was lost upon
With tremble and fear she fell,
and to the hands like strong tower she landed
Just like a fairytale romance, so was her love story

Birthed me,
nursed me,
trained me,
And most of all you loved me

to the womb that became my home for 9 months,
to the arms that never grew weary for years,
to the chest that turned my pillow for decade,
to the back that forever bended for me to find a comfort place of sleep,
and to the lap I'll never outgrow for,
I raise my fist up there in the sky to say,
Thank you

Change is inevitable
A common statement
I concur with.
Going back to first
Love highly recommended.
Prayer doesn't change things
But changes you to change things.

What I’ve discovered is that with anything you do in life
There are moments of good and times of bad
The good should outweigh the bad but you can’t deny its existence
Negative moments are inevitable and we shouldn’t put up a resistance
But rather let’s accept that reality is not all peaches and cream
Sometimes there’s a lot going on behind the scenes
It’s okay to embrace the darkness of the night
Let yourself process until your chest isn’t so tight
Because when life hands you situations out of your control
You’ve got to let go and not allow them to take a toll
Feel, process, release, repeat
Don’t let the bad take you in defeat