Home is Where The Heart Lives
Home is where the heart lives and breezes through you.
Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Home is where the heart lives and breezes through you.
By rediscovering one another we’ve met love by crossing paths we’ve begun a new life together.
Sometimes I don’t want to deal with my life. It hurts too much. He doesn’t see me. I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to speak, see, feel, love, hate, be, eat, see, feel, touch or taste the way my feelings are. I am shutting down from Read more
It is a true story my narrative of this grand prix night in 2017. I went out for dinner and drinks on Bernard street in Outremont. It was a gorgeous night in the city. Everyone in the world wanted to be in downtown #mtl but we preferred the quieter streets. Read more
what I fear the most is not this spinning inexorable world perpetually casting shadows and monsters or even my own inevitable fleshy demise no these days I reserve my trepidation for the unthinkable travesty of a life affirming beauty being right in front of me and me not experiencing it yes Read more
Dear Steven, I know I owe you some kind of response but I am at a loss for words. Yeah, me Wordless. I left our conversation without answering because I was blown. away. You were a first love. A part of me will always love you. Yes, reconnecting has reminded Read more
My daughter came into this world, in silence. My daughter taught me how to give, in silence. My daughter taught me how to love, in silence. You see, at the age of 8, I survived the Rwandan Genocide. Close to a million people died in a short period of 3 Read more