The betrayal was suddenswift and jarring—it ripped my guts and tore my heart to shreds. For a long while I thought the holes will never heal— the magic of life turned into meaningless moments and no event however joyful lived up to the memories of a life now dimly...
On Sundays we walk to the Covedown a sandy trailcovered with wildflowersall the way to the ocean — We sit on the bench at the edge of the cliff and watch the sinking sunfill the air with velvet orange glowas it quietly reflects in the still waterbasking in the beauty...
Baby Bump
