I take a break from dancing, my feet are beginning to ache, my dress seems heavier, weighing me down, I quench my thirst as I

It was like hugging a piece of my past. A past I almost forgot existed. The fact that I was standing in the middle of

I’m escorted through the dining area to my table in a corner. I thank the waiter and get comfortable in the booth seating, it’s perfect.

My home, It’s a reflection of me. It’s what sets the stage to my persona.  Everyone’s home tells a story.  I learn a lot about

I check my tiny flyaway hair and neatly secure them beneath my cap. This hallway mirror was a good idea I decided before pressing the

I wrote recently about saying ‘sorry’ frequently, and how we say these words because they’ve been embedded in us. We have been programmed from childhood