Like who can even be fine with this? Jun 30th, 2016. REBLOG IF U SHIP LARRY STYLINSON. Reblog this or you wont meet Harry Styles.

Years ago, I picked up a fascination with names. I chose to respond to it poetically. This name poem was written for a child. Her name was made up by the parent. Gave up on love,. If I had to choose.

For my fellow Christians who are struggling to process the events at more of a distance. I hope this serves to at least provoke some productive thought and perhaps conversation. For immediate consumption by those who are. Questions inherent in a situ.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012. This is not a YA story, although many of the characters within it are college-aged. Anyway, meet Simon and Lily. It was an ordinary country lane; nothing distinguished it from thousands of similar, gently-rutted dirt tracks.

And a few posts about classical music. In The Blink Of An Eye. I wrote this as a tribute to my mother who was taken from 17 years ago on the 12th of September. In The Blink Of An Eye 2014. To take life for granted every day. Because it can all be taken away. In the blink of an eye. Life seems to just drift along. Like a never ending song. Until someone dear to you is gone.