Welcome, friend, to a space where words become a pathway and faith takes flight. For me, writing is more than just putting thoughts on paper; it's a sacred act, a complete cleansing of the soul. As I pour out my heart and share inspirations from my own journey, my deepest prayer is that each word you read gently steers your spirit closer to God. It is through Jesus, and Him alone, that we are truly introduced to our Creator – a truth that transformed my life in ways no other could. He is the Way
Friday, April 12, 2013
well today was an easy day I guess. my kids are home from school and it the weekend nothing really planned. I have been trying to spend some time with my husband but his lack of interest is a turn off. So I am like I don't give hoot!! I have been through so many different things in my like and you tell the one you are close to and seems like they are the ones that will treat you worse. real talk!! like I am so ed up and to old for the games just be real with me. I see my self single and this not working relationships never lasted for me why do I think this marriage is.
what you think about marriage? Is love even a topic any more in any ones life cause it s not real
what you think about marriage? Is love even a topic any more in any ones life cause it s not real
Monday, April 8, 2013
well for me in so may ways life begins and I want to share and get some feed back on what I am sharing. things for me at being at the age I am have been very different and I would like to expand my story and write a book. I know that any one can write a book but I don't just want to write I want to help as well and with my story I am hoping that I can do that.
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well for me in so many ways life begins. I want to share and get some feedback on what I am sharing. Things for me at being at the age I am have been very different and I would like to expand my story and write a book. I know that anyone can write a book. I don't just want to write ,I want to help someone with my story hoping that I can do that.
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