Today is going to be a long day. I am at a work conference. The kind where they want to provide you time to eat and network. But I don't want to network. I want to read Daddy's words. I like using my words, but sometimes Daddy's are so much better. I read them and… Continue reading Breathe
Tag: Writings
Cryptic
I was told some of the content I share is cryptic. I promise it is not. Over the last few years, I have been entirely focused on one or two people. I don’t think they are aware of how my brain and exhibitionism works. I like sharing but only in so much as it gives… Continue reading Cryptic
Wickedness
“The sin unspoken is man’s greatest source of suffering and that which exempts him from salvation by grace. It is a sickness more devastating than any physical infirmity, poisoning the soul and befouling the carrier with its acrid, rotten smell, a smell known to the Adversary as the smell of blood is known to the… Continue reading Wickedness
Sharing is Caring
That was the writing prompt for the week. It is funny that a simple saying I had to hear so many times, working at day cares and having my own kids turn into something erotic. It was just a short piece, but too far on the racy side for me to be comfortable sharing here.… Continue reading Sharing is Caring
Mine
Sitting here having a day already but I keep coming back to this word. Mine It is that sense of belonging that I love and feel but there is still little parts that I want to hold on to. A future I want to grasp. Sometimes you come so close to it but can’t quite… Continue reading Mine
Lisa Gray 