Well hey! I’m a Southern girl that loves to write anything from the soul! I want to write to have fun and express what I love with others, no matter how meaningful or wacky it is! I hope you enjoy my writing as much as I want to dish it!
The House on Benson Hill
Darkness surrounds the musty room I nestle myself in. The only source of light flickers from a simple candle upon the windowsill. What beauty is to behold this single light dancing among the encroaching stillness. Tears roll down my eyes as I hold my head with my hands. My thoughts run with this nights horrible outcome.
Are They Your Soulmate?!
Soulmates. Usually the word is the bane of someone’s existence, or the obsession of someone’s dreams. We spend our lives searching for that one human being that wants us the same as we want them. Being married for less than a year really proves that love is a mystery, but in the greatest of ways. The days of looking is gone, and now I never have to worry about anyone except the one I am with. So, how do you know if he/she is your soulmate? Here are 6 steps I personally went through that showed me I have my soulmate, and I hope this will help you as well!
Why I actually enjoyed Julie and the Phantoms
I grew up in the era of Big Time Rush and The Jonas Brothers, this show actually brought me back to why I loved shows of the same category. True this show did have me cringing at some points, it’s still a very solid premise and premiered its idea tremendously.
Tall Husband Alert!!
Sure, marriage is the pinnacle of life, especially with the one you know is to be your soulmate. However, when he is a literal foot above you then it gets interesting! My husband stands at a whopping 6’6, which isn’t crazy tall except for when I’m 5’6. He is an amazing man and fights to be the most amazing husband of all time, but his tallness does prevent him to do things average height people can do. I’ll be going through the pros and cons of having a man such as mine, but in the end love them for who they are!
The Lovely Fall
The undeplorable actions we take to make an undesirable thing to be normal. Away the chains of comfortable life. Reduced is the living things down to desecrated husks. Why do I so desperately crave to see these passing days? The chill thwarts other ideals of happiness with an indoor punishment. However, it draws out the simple recluse in me. Shedding of clothes feels wretched in the heat opposed to the bliss of warm garments in the cold. Vivid colors flutter around the ever-silent air as the living become the deceased. The once perky greenery now droop low, awaiting its demise of joining its brethren onto the freezing soil. Do not fret, for this is the nature running its ever winding course. What other people find depressing, I find as true beauty. Spring may be it’s warmer twin, but Fall is the true preserver. Spring rebirths the world in vibrant colors, while Fall prepares the annuals for the coming of winter. In many ways, it does warns the wildlife into hibernation for many months, but it also gives haste for birds to fly to a warmer climate to keep prosperous. The evening sky begins to take hues of orange to solidify the beginning of Fall is here. Fall is the most beautiful eve of winter, or the still nothingness. All things become barren and desolate. Not even a pin drop could be heard through the silent winter. Why is Fall the most beautiful to me? Pumpkins and gourds are grown in this weather. Schools begin to instruct students for future development. Pants and long sleeve shirts are finally uncovered. Outside isn’t unbearably hot. Even the coming of my birth date is in the Fall. I love the Fall the most.