We come with beautiful secrets

We come with beautiful secrets

We come with purposes written on our hearts, written on our souls.

We come to every new morning

With possibilities only we can hold

Redemption comes from strange places, small spaces

Calling out the best of who we are

I want to add to the beauty

To tell a better story........

*I do not know the author

Sometimes thoughts consume my mind, reflections, regrets, reminders.....that in order to feel, well anything, I have to get them out. My tendency is to call family/friends.....but reflecting on that, they may not fully appreciate (smile) having to sort through my randomness in thoughts...A need today arose in me to find a place for those thoughts. A place that doesn't consume my friends/family unless they want to come, to choose to sit awhile and well.......read, to float within my mind.