The Empty Cake Plate

My birthday came, and it was raining. I watched the rain, big droplets and small; they hit the window pane and rolled down, drop by drop. The minutes passed directly to the beat of the rain drops; pitter patter, pitter, patter, tick, tock, tick, tock. Will the rain stop...


Remembering being 36 forever

Sometimes you are lost for words because our hearts are too filled with love, no words can complete our thoughts or begin to describe our love. When this happens you only need sit and allow your heart’s emotions to reflect outwardly so all can see the abundance of love...