i wish you wings. fly free.

My darkest night was made light, He restored my sight, and I gave Him my everything. Then the real heartache set in. Suddenly, I could see my life much too clearly. The chains round my heart, previously undistinguishable for lack of light, were now very real and I suddenly knew the truth. I wanted to… Continue reading i wish you wings. fly free.

i wish you the brightest kind of night

tale (tāl) – a series of events or facts told or presented This story is my own. Here goes. The first month of being divorced was very much like being thrust into the blackest night. Except, for me, it wasn’t being thrust so much as it was willingly walking out into the darkness. I was… Continue reading i wish you the brightest kind of night