Touchstone

I want to be a place people come back to and are welcomed A place like home. A place that recognizes good. A place that loves. I place that never leaves and it always there holding a light in the darkness for those that have lost their way or whom are coming home. I want to … Continue reading Touchstone

Springtime

I must be more afraid of losing my humanity than I am of talking to strangers, If I want to overcome. Then, in those cases, the only thing you can trust is that anything can happen. But anything can happen anytime. So you might as well develop into the person you want to be, in … Continue reading Springtime