And the boy who grew up without a family came to realize that family doesn’t mean anything; at least, it doesn’t mean what they say. “Blood is thicker than water.” What they don’t tell you… blood is thickest when you … Continue reading
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She cried softly with the fear of hope… “I may be in up to my heart.” Open your arms and reach for me I’ll meet you there
At the end of grasping, lies more grasping. At the end of that, lies fear, self-loathing and anger. At the end of fear, self-loathing and anger is peace. …and love.