She notiiiced the tremors were getttting worse This terrrrified her She had always relied on her intelllligence Yet this requiiired her hands to work After all, for 25 years she has writttten for a liviiing But after her BMW kissssed a freight truck last November Before that delightful triiip to Italy and France To write … Continue reading Trembliiing
vulnerability
The Best Is Surely Yet
I once climbed mountains for one who held my heart. Never grasping, 'Wait for someone to do their part.' Until I dared to be vulnerable, missing the trust fall. With a thud I realized it wasn't about me at all. Wandering for a time, I questioned the other's motive. At last I decided this was … Continue reading The Best Is Surely Yet
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