Whisked Away

My whole family playfully makes fun of me for my cloud obsession. But what they don't know is that clouds are one of my therapies. Nature, in general. I find it nearly impossible to retain negative thoughts and feelings while being in nature. Maybe it's just my personal distractibility level. Maybe it's my higher power … Continue reading Whisked Away

Tell Me Now

"Okay, Father, will you tell me now, what was the purpose of all of that?" "Of life? Why, love, my son." "NOW you tell me. I begged for signs. Why didn't you send any?" "Oh, my dear child. I sent them to you every day..." Words and images ©LauraDenise