simplistic believer. soul searcher. fear conqueror. deep lover. unrealistic dreamer. & forever finding my own voice in this chaotically, beautiful world.
A little girl was born; so shy and scared, a long time ago. . . Her father so strong, so brave and so loving; little did she know. . . He would pass down to her his strength, courage and heart. It would show through when they were forced to part. He would give her… Continue reading He Would
I cried today; not for you but for me I cried for all the moments and the memories. I shed tears today because we were robbed of time. I shed tears because it happened with no reason or rhyme. I hurt today because I want you here. I hurt because I can’t believe it’s been… Continue reading Fourteen Years . . . 12/29/62-02/29/08
“Poppa, Poppa, Poppa”; I used to yell into the phone “Dez, Dez, Dez”; I was your Princess up upon my throne. You taught me to love with each and every piece of my broken heart. You assured me you’d always be with me; even when we had to be a part. You shared all your… Continue reading Happy 59th Birthday, Poppa. ⭐️
I am like a pine tree; standing full and tall. My limbs are not perfect; some large, others small. I am like a pine tree; shedding my needles as time passes by. And the pieces either get engrained in those around me or simply fly. I am like a pine tree with deep and firm… Continue reading I Am Like A Pine Tree. 🌲 (the meanings behind my latest tattoo)
He may not be here now but I am anything but fatherless.
desiree.angelica 