Confessions Of An Obsessive Planner: Letting Go Of The ‘Dream’ Wedding.

I was so ready to plan our wedding day. It was the moment I had dreamed about since I was a little girl, and I just couldn’t wait to get started. The moment my beautiful Tiffany ring slipped sparkling onto my finger, I was raring to go, scrapbook and excel spreadsheets at the ready. The …

For the Women who Lost Themselves. {Poem}

She lost herself in tumbling streets, beside canals lit with fireflies flickering like stars. She walked among couples, hand in hand, whispering the secrets of the chosen into ears, and necks, and lips.   She lost herself in alleyway bars, with milk-crate stools, and tumblers of warm amber that burnt away the memories of another’s touch. …

Every Saint Has a Past, Every Sinner Has a Future

“Of course you’re not perfect. And neither am I.” My partner looks me straight in the eye, wiping the torrent of tears from my flushed cheeks. “I don’t want perfect. Perfection isn’t real. I want you, exactly as you are. I want us. Two people who love each other, learning from their mistakes and doing their …