
Candlelight Dinner
I straighten my hair as the gentle breeze brushes it while I step out of the golf cart. It’s a warm night, and I can
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I straighten my hair as the gentle breeze brushes it while I step out of the golf cart. It’s a warm night, and I can

I stare out of the floor-to-ceiling windows; the view never gets old. A whole world passes by, a world that never stops. No matter what

At times, It takes one small experience to learn a big lesson. It doesn’t have to be a mistake per say but at times we

It’s chaos. I walk into this house and all I see are the things that are out of place. The cluttered counter top and the

“I don’t know who I am anymore.” I whispered. I remember that crisp Autumn day like it was yesterday. I was offered a cup of

“Mom, Mom, Mom!” The same word on repeat at times would make me cringe. On the other hand it’s also the one word you never