Who are We

We keep odd hours
as our minds come alive at random times.

We know it’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission
as we pursue our reckless dreams.

Our conflicts are our treasures
gifts made out of content, the most precious material

Our worries inspire us
the what if’s make the best creations

We rarely make plans
when we do, we never follow them

We enjoy the finer things in life
like Swedish Fish, good conversation, and watching strangers ride the bus

We may sometimes lose our way
ignoring the sound of our own voices.

We will always come back

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Her Story

The sweetest little girl who wore frilly dresses with lacy tights that she needed help putting on. Who went home ‘sick’ because she was afraid of the little boy who growled like a lion during circle time.

The frustrated young girl who cried because she couldn’t read her own handwriting. Who stood and talked to the teacher to avoid recess with the other kids. She rushed home to write stories after school.

The teenage girl who found her best friend in middle school. Who flirted with her gay guy friend because he made her feel safe. She was the most popular nerd in the drama club.

The sixteen year old girl who left her hometown and met her forever friends. Who made many teachable mistakes in love. She never felt pretty , but thanked God she was smart.

The college girl who finally spread her wings. Who fell in love with a broken heart. Who learned to tell everyone where they could go…in the most diplomatic way possible, of course.

The young woman who had so many dreams. She rarely went to sleep before the morning time. She was hopeful, because she trusted.

Oh, how she trusted.