Writing helps me, it helps me to feel grounded. If I am struggling in the middle of the night, or day and no-one is near to share my pain, I pick up a pen and write, share my heart with a pen and paper that will not judge me or criticize me. I am comforted by the release of my words.
A changing face, an transition stage in my life. Taking new challenges and walking different routes, to reach my ultimate destination. Over coming obstacles that, may cut into my life.
My memories are never washed away, they are the keys that opens every closed door.
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