It’s beautiful! It’s wonderful! It’s magical to see the creativity coming back to me. Yet, procrastination is still an enemy. I wait so long to plant the seeds, and then neglect the sprouts. They go without water, starving and dry. I must remember to water them and tend to them daily so they can grow ...

There is nothing more that can be doneTo stop you from using me for fun.I put my foot down.I said, “No more.”I do not want to be a toy.That does not bring me joy.The constant criticismWears me down.I will choose to stay awayInstead of giving youAnother day.I may not be enough for youBut I will ...

I learned the difference between writing as a job and a hobby when I signed on for employment at Coffee House Writers. Before I took the role, I wrote during opportune times or when inspiration struck. Although I was more articulate on paper or when typing, it has been an outlet for the things I ...

Do you remember how your parents begged you not to age too fast? I do. As an adult, I find myself hoping for the same for them. For my entire childhood, my mother told us that she didn’t want us to grow up. She would joke that she wanted to find a magic dryer to ...

The flowers still stand tall and strongAfter the ghastly stormNot longThey cry, before the bees do swarmAll day they hum the songConform And remain a unified teamWork together they sayAnd beamEnjoy our colourful display Retain us in your dreamsAlways

Have you ever felt yourself emotionally go backwards? Lately, it seems like everything I have been trying to achieve has been put on pause. This being said I am actively working not to slip into my old version of survival mode. The new strategy is to not let myself say, “I’ll do it later.”  Later ...

Trigger warning: Therapy, depression, loss I have zero focus most of the time. The best way to get me to do something is to pay me or be my friend. Once I get started I will finish something. It may take me a while, but I will finish it. This week I have an assignment ...

My heart weeps silently          for the child                    I once carried My mind paralyzed          with fear of a reoccurrence                    but my body longs                             to be the vessel That carries your          fragile, tiny frame                    supporting you in                             my cracked container You fluttered and          my heart melted                    connecting ...

We spend the majority of our formative years waiting to grow up. Then we grow up enough to be able to do everything we wanted to do as children and all we want to do is go back to having naptime after lunch. I recently turned 30 a few weeks ago,  and I have been ...

I have a horrible confession to make. I watch Hallmark movies when I need to have noise in the background. I know I could just put in headphones and listen to music, but when I’m home alone I try not to have headphones in my ears so no one can surprise me. I know the ...