A convertible. Leaning back and looking at the stars.
A drive at night. Chasing after the aurora borealis.
London Grammar. Playing on the stereo as we drive through a new country.
Coffee shops. Eating cake and holding hands while we sipped.
Water. Following fish in the sea or swimming at the gym.
Flowers. Filling our home wherever it is.
The sky. Falling asleep on the roof with blankets and pizza boxes by our side.
Sometimes I feel like the stars do shine for me. When I'm with Kestas, it's like everything aligns and becomes more magical. "Tonight there will be a meteor shower," he said. "Do you think we'd be abl
When I restarted my life I looked at it like a check list Then I rebuilt everything Then I wasn’t happy I had to start tearing apart what I built Then choose what I wanted Then again And again Learnin
Every day is different with grief. Better, but not. It was two weeks since my dad died and I had a rough day. I packed up my beach bag with a book and headed to the local pool. Hearing kids laughter w