Song & Verse: Flowers by Samantha Ebert

**Flowers grow in the valley** https://youtu.be/9DDeSUxcTIY?si=iLI3wFKqrg6Ek7SZ Source: https://youtu.be/9DDeSUxcTIY?si=iLI3wFKqrg6Ek7SZ FLOWERSWell, blue skies and hillsides feel so far awayAnd I wrote in my notebook that I’ve seen better daysThan the ones as of late, I can’t bear the weightThe rain won’t stop pouring out my window paneAnd I haven’t left my bedroom in 76 daysI wish somethingContinueContinue reading “Song & Verse: Flowers by Samantha Ebert”

Holiday Food Nostalgia

Everything I grabbed sparked joy.

The coup de grâce was seeing a bright yellow and red label that said: BROOKLYN BABKA! Oh my! I almost turned into a shaking puddle right there in the aisle. Pure joy! I’ve been trying to figure out when I can get to NYC for a few days just to eat and walk around the city.

Relics of My Imagination

Even as my relationships collapsed and wasted away one by one, there were a few I genuinely believed would survive close scrutiny. The friendships I thought were based in truth and mutuality of intent. The friendships I built on shared belief in the Word and compatible spirits. The family members I loved more than myself and would have laid down my life for… until my life became an expected forfeit for their ease.

Everything I Thought I Knew About Diabetes Was Wrong

Did you know diabetes mellitus is a term for a group of disorders that cause elevated blood sugar (aka glucose) levels in the body? Known by it’s first name, diabetes is a chronic (aka long-lasting) condition that affects how your body turns food into energy. Glucose is a critical source of energy for your brain,ContinueContinue reading “Everything I Thought I Knew About Diabetes Was Wrong”

People who hide themselves are impossible to know.

She can’t trust me to know what she likes because she has never really shared any of her true self with me. At least not in recent memory. She has hidden away in anger and hatefulness for so long, no one can see anything else.

People who hide themselves are impossible to know.

She can’t trust me to know what she likes because she has never really shared any of her true self with me. At least not in recent memory. She has hidden away in anger and hatefulness for so long, no one can see anything else.

Haters hate. Keep moving.

For a while, I struggled with the true view and value the closest or more constant people in my life have and project of me. Then I decided I am going to live my life out loud. I am no longer going to shield my thoughts, hopes and ambitions for my future and my life.