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I've Got A Life

I've censored myself for far too long. I've not written about certain subjects for fear of alienating others or offending extended family members. I've used humor to skirt around serious issues, I've bottled up emotions until they boiled over and I found myself yelling at nothing in the middle of the night. I've got a voice to be heard, I've got a place in this world and most importantly, I've got a life.

I'm coming into my own, and for the first time in a very long time I feel comfortable in my own skin.


"I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories, and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake which I'll never part. God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart."

I'm finally ready, again. Strong now, babe. Gotta be strong now, babe.

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