
Everybody must have had a point in their life when something was forcibly torn from them. That tear was so complete that recovery seemed impossible and that the only sane thing to do was waste away. But my journey has taught me otherwise. Time does heal all wounds and scars will always be there as a reminder.
Here are a few words from somebody named tinkerbell. She has a way with words that has aptly described the day when I realized wasting away was never an option to begin with. Continue reading
