After a very heartfelt and teary conversation with my dear uncle, i realized this...We all have either been there or done that...lived in our own little prisons, trying to break out. Whether its coming out of a bad or good relationship, losing someone we love, or even losing ourselves due to circumstance. My heart was broke in a million pieces the day my daddy died. I find it so hard to be around any part of our family without him and realizing its also hard for my family makes it even a little harder. I have to admit, Im always thinking im running to something...to anything. But the fact is that i run from me, from my feelings, from reality. Time to break out of my prison, time to stop running, time to let people in that actually deserve to be a part of my life, time to stop looking for something and really see what is in front of me. Time to really live instead of just praying, hoping and talking about it. Taking a FB break. Not deleting (LOL i need my games) but none the less, a break. Keep in touch my peeps xoxo Love, Hugs and God Bless you all
Posted on: Wed, 06 Aug 2014 01:02:07 +0000
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