Two years ago, I was in an abusive relationship and still find myself thinking about her.
Letting go of whatever and all things bad that’s keeping you from your greatness. Once you allow positivity to come into your life there’s no room for anything other. You begin to become who you are aiming to be, you flourish, and prosper.
Capturing beauty in the flaws of everything, from the hang nail on your finger, or the scraggly hair above your lip.
An ode to my dead mother.
We are the branches that grow out of the tree, each with it’s different shape, size and length.