Friday, October 14, 2011


It's late and I'm tired. My spirit feels heavy and weary, the lingering thought that tomorrow could very well resemble today. This phase is getting the best of me, leaving me at times with a sense of defeat. I'm exhausted and I'm overwhelmed. But as I sit here typing away, my eyes heavily burdened by love-filled tears, I am hopeful. Hopeful that tomorrow will be a new day, bringing new opportunities, new strides, and some progress. Bare with me, sweet girl. I love you.

1 comment:

sherry said...

This is so simply beautiful. Hang in there, Lucy. See you soon!