maybe if i had blonde hair instead of my red maybe if i looked alot moore like my sister blonde haired blue eyed size 1 type girl but i dont think i want to be like that though my loud red haired pale freckled self instead i try to be quiet add some blonde highlights and try my hardest to get a tan and finding some way to cover up my feckles with make up theres nothing i can do but i guess embrace what i do have ... i am a loser i have no friends still no boys but i've kind have gotten used…

Paris, France. The perfect romantic destination. The Eiffel Tower, Champs Elysees, The Arc du Triomphe all within reach. Or not.

I stand here on Champs Elysees trying to get my wits about me. My mind is a whirl of unrest, angst and worry. My wife, our daughters and friends have been taken to Volterra against their wishes being accused of murders they surely did not commit. I know though, that my boys are more than capable of taking care of the situation while I, along with Liam, Sio,…

A very wise man once told me,"Being willing to change allows you to move from a point of view to a viewing point -- a higher, more expansive place, from which you can see both sides."

I try so very hard to live by these words. I admit, sometimes it's not easy. Conflict is all around us. The fact that it affects us is due to OUR acceptance. If we simply accept it, there it is. Learning to embrace it and manipulate it to a positive outcome is what needs to be done.

It's…

Mom sat me down; I could see on her face that she was concerned even though she tried to hide it. At first I was panic stricken. Did I miss the deadline for my school project? I was so sure that I still had a few more days to finalize the project.

With great relief, Mom let me know that it was not the project she wanted to discuss. All she wanted was to…

Love is always in abundance around me. You don’t just find it in the love my family have for one another. You only have to look at Grandpa and Grandma, Aunt Rose and Uncle Emmett, Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper. Not forgetting my Mom and Dad.

It has…

I remember the time when my boyfriend broke up with me a year ago now,i cried in pain for months,i was so depressed,my friends didn't know who i was anymore...life felt so non-existant,as if it could not have me in it,i would lock myself up in my room,pass off my meals,wishing the memories would fade into non -existance,with no regret,i used to be a very damaged person,my family and friends hoped to see change,i…

He was the first one to understand me. He was the one who loved me instantly and who went to all extreme’s to keep me safe. His hands where the ones who held me and his eyes looked upon me for the first time. He is my Dad. My Hero.

There is a bond between us something so strong and fragile at the same time. A bond I treasure with all my heart. Of course at times it gets…

There is this little coffee shop in town. I love going there and the owners know me quite well. They have this cozy nook where I usually have a cup of coffee or hot chocolate. I love sitting there watching the girls and boys walk past. Wondering how it would be to be friends with them. How it would be to be your average teenage girl.

I look like your average 16 year old…

But what I noticed more was the look in her eyes. The happiness and contentment. I watch as she softly rubbed her hand across her tummy and smiled.

I found myself smiling. I think I have been thinking a lot about my birth these days with my…