whatruwaiting4

I have wanted to be an author since the 6th grade. It started with maximum ride.

Its crazy how we pass a million stories every day. Every single one of them never the same. Yes, maybe there are similarities,  but isn't that the beauty of it? How we can all relate. 
We weren't meant to do this alone. 
I guess that's where I come in. 
You see, out of everything I've been through, I want to be the one who I needed the most when I was alone. 
To reach out and share starz out of my saddness and watch a smile grow on the unsuspecting person as their eyes light up in understanding. 
If only you knew. I'd whisper behind my closed eyes.
But if something breathtakingly beautiful can arise from my saddness, then what do I lose? 
Nothing. 
Instead, I gain.
I gain the pleasure of making you smile, making your day. If for just one second, if this is what it takes!
I'll take it.
As a little girl in my broken home, my escape was books. My Imagination only grew from there, making up plans of people and places all in my head, another galaxy another heart. God was holding my heart. He still is. And He is holding yours as well.

If there is one thing you get out of this, I hope it is that we aren't meant to do this alone. 
I write my dreams in hopes that it might reach someone out there like me. That little girl that so desperately needs. An escape. A break. A friend.
I'm here. 
I know I won't always understand. 
But I will do everything in my power to make you smile again.

So here's to you my love. 
Here's to you. 
God is holding your heart.

We weren't meant to do this alone.


~You know where to find me~