i am the light, fighting for my life.
stiff person syndrome warrior.
goddess.
🤍
april 1, 1990, i was born. it was a sunday morning, and i came way too early, and popped out way too small. the odds were already against me, but that didn't matter at all.
By Ashleigh Nichole Woodwardabout a month ago in Poets
my beautiful baby girls. they are everything... though they hate being called my little girls more than anything. my sisters by birth
By Ashleigh Nichole Woodward2 months ago in Poets
it was the light, after a long night.. but that was something she could not see.. she was blessed with a baby girl to change her life,
breakthrough. life and death in all of their glory simultaneously telling my story i can see it all coming from the shadows
