The Broken Lighthouse

It’s like the light is out in the lighthouse and I don’t know how to navigate my life anymore. I never had the lighthouse to look at before, so why does it matter if the light is out now? How can someone that I never met make such a difference in my ability to make decisions? I don’t know. I just know that something inside of me changed when I saw those pink lines and I can’t go back. … More The Broken Lighthouse

A Hike in Unfamiliar Woods

Grief is a hike in the woods on a trail you’ve never taken before. There is a pounding fear of being completely lost interrupted by the relief of seeing a trail marker. The path ahead is long; so long in fact, that you might never see the end. But there are signs along the way to remind you that you are on the right track, moving in the right direction. Coping with loss is more about looking for the trail markers than it is about seeing the end. … More A Hike in Unfamiliar Woods

Like A Spider

How like a spider am I Weaving a web to trap my loves Too lazy to go out and get them Too distrustful to let them come to me Too hungry to let them live Too tired to lure them in How like a spider am I Wrapping my loves up tight Keeping them close … More Like A Spider

Louisiana Grown

I spent a lot of years hating where I came from and trying my hardest to move away from it. This morning as I look out on Crump Acres I feel really grateful for the culture of front porches, strong coffee, and southern charm. It has taken me years to discover that you don’t always … More Louisiana Grown