Hunted: Prologue HUNTED: Chapter One HUNTED: Chapter Two HUNTED: Chapter Three HUNTED: Chapter Four HUNTED: Chapter Five HUNTED: Chapter Six HUNTED: Chapter Seven HUNTED: Chapter Eight HUNTED: Chapter Nine HUNTED: Chapter 10 Eleven. Officer Finn Holland: I watch the clip for the fifth time and I feel victorious. Yet, I also have a sinking feeling … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter Eleven
I reach out and cradle his face in my hands, my thumbs resting below his eyes, catching his tears. “Me too, Jax, me too.” He rests his forehead on my shoulder and wraps his arms around me tightly. My arms squeeze around his neck and I feel him start to shake. We stay like that for awhile, crying together, grieving together, trying to find solace.
“I just witnessed my best friend get murdered and survived two gunshots! If I feel like getting drunk I am going too.” I snap. They were right though, I never drank. It wasn’t my thing but hours ago we laid Juliet to rest and I realized that her murderer could have been watching us, or me rather, for awhile. Call me crazy but that was a hard pill to swallow.
Alright, breathe in, chest back, shoulders up... and breathe out. Repeat, several times. Do you feel that? The ultimate sigh of relief. I know I do. I feel like I have been holding my breath for the last 20 weeks. Mom, told me back in March about her diagnosis and ever since then it has … Continue reading Sayonara Chemo
Last nights I am laying in bed unwinding for the day when I get a text from my beloved brother. He tells me he read my post and is glad I am blogging again but was sad a skipped over a part of my choas. By the way don't y'all love family support! Anyways, Curtis, … Continue reading A Short Amendment To Yesterday’s Post
There are these moments in life were it all seems too good to be true. These glimpses into pure joy that cause your whole body to freeze because the news is just too good to be true. For example, when David proposed I stood there in such shock that I didn't say anything. Even though … Continue reading Three Years In The Making
I've painted a sea of perfection. Perfection that I force myself to be. Being everything and nothing all at the same time. Time is wasted when you don't put your skills into practice. Practice makes perfect or so they say. Saying isn't the same thing as believing. Believing is something that I haven't found in … Continue reading The Poem Of Me
Christmas has come and now it has passed. What a beautiful time of the year. We have the chance to remember our Savior's birth and laugh with our loved ones. I was able to have Christmas breakfast with the Kadrons and it was such a wonderful time. At one point I almost cried and I'm … Continue reading Merry Christmas & To All A Good Night
What do you call a kid who doesn't believe in Santa? A rebel without a Claus. Why are Christmas trees so fond of the past? Because the present's beneath them. What do you call a broke santa? Give up yet? It's Saint-NICKEL-LESS Santa so jolly? Because he knows where all the naughty girls live. song … Continue reading Christmas Humor
Well sad to say I'm still not majorly impressed with Atlanta, this trip was far better then the first time I went but I don't see myself going back there again. Traffic was insane! It took us an hour to go five miles! But, I'm sure that has to do with it being such a … Continue reading Atlanta Georgia We Went