When Loving Is A Struggle

Loving is easy —until –the object of your love fails you,until it shows you its ugliest parts,until it betrays you,until it breaks you,until it does to you all the opposite of what you thought love would do. So what would you do?Of course, you’d deny now but your human heart would choose what’s easier —

DO NOT SETTLE

My heart breaks with the broken lives that I’ve come to witness among the most cherished creatures I could ever empathize with – my fellow women. They are as wonderful as flowers to me. And I am crushed to agony seeing them end up in a trash than on the altar. Well, I cannot boast