All people want is for someone to listen. I am, A Grieving Mother. I wrote this some time ago, but I am sharing it today in honor of October 15th pregnancy, stillbirth and infant loss awareness day. I am sick at heart but I go on. Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness. Originally posted on Musings Illuminated. Where Has My Inspiration Gone? July 16, 2014. One of my clients ga.

8230;of chasing dreams and reaching for stars I know not more than the next. Mdash; Leave a comment. Are you here to lift me up or wrap me in your uncertainty? Clear sky of crispest blue sinking to the horizon. Are you here to inspire me or cloak me in your irrational fears? Daylight mirrored on the water shifting on currents unseen. What is your promise? May 24, 2015.

Love is like a flame; burns, scars and. I wish I read minds, so I can set things . Sometimes you have to seize the moment. Carry me away into an empty dream, in which there is only a beginning and no end. Even ashes of lovers find no rest.

This girl was born with glitter in her veins. These stars will guide us home. Back to the time,. You were lying next to me. I looked across and fell in love. So I took your hand. Back through lamp lit streets I knew. Everything led back to you. So can you see the stars? Plitvice Lakes National Park. Of a lifelong love letter. So open your eyes and see. The way our horizons meet.

Texte du 21 décembre 2009. La tête pleine mais pourtant vide de sens. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.