Last night I was woken up by a loud banging on the door. No, not that banging. Laughing to myself right now. It was a loud pounding on my living room door. I don’t quite recall what I was dreaming about so needless to say it must have been blah! What the heck? It was 2 am and I had to work the next day. What the . . . …
Who was it? I’ll tell you soon but first Continue reading “That hot night. . .”
Sad is the day when a child asks “Would you love me more if I wasn’t born?”
Children are a blessing. Let us never forget that. No amount of stress should make us abuse them. We brought them into this world. They should never have to question their existence because of our actions or words.
Hug your child today.
Hugs from Brooklyn
It’s the New Year and maybe it’s time for a New You.
But what if you have no clue?
What if you feel lost, and don’t know what to do?
What if you don’t know who you are?
Can you really get that far?
I say it’s time to do some introspection.
And to do it without hesitation.
It’s time to meditate and stop self-hate.
You need to seek guidance and not avoidance.
Get ready to embrace your life in its totality.
Because in 2021 true happiness can be your reality.
Hugs from Brooklyn
I hope you are keeping safe from those that cut like blades. I am writing to request a favor. I feel so alone in these drawers.
I would love some company. Wondering if you can help. I wanna fork so badly right now. I crave the spoons as well. I hear the table and the tea have also been complaining.
I admit I’m so knife to think it could be that simple but I don’t know who else to ask.
The lonely boning knife.
You won’t find a long post here. Just a short note saying I hold you dear.
I’m grateful you took the time to read this post. I feel seen and not like a ghost.
Thank you for reading , liking and following my blog. It means so much to me. If I knew how to send individual messages to each of you I would. Stay safe my lovely readers.
Hugs from Brooklyn,