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It was hard at first — living without her. Things that were simple before I met her were impossible now she was gone. Still, I had to push forward. I had to get through an hour without thinking of her, then eventually I could get through a day, and now the regret of losing her rarely crosses my mind.Posted By Matthew On 09.21.2010 @ 10:27 pm
She carried the little pouch of spices everywhere. Her mother didn’t understand why, but it’s really her own fault — she’d never explain. It had belonged to Sam, long after all his other posessions have been willed away, the pouch was all that she could get from the boy who’d never know how she’d loved him.Posted By Matthew On 09.13.2010 @ 12:50 pm
I didn’t really know how to explain it when she asked. I didn’t even really understand it myself. How do prove to someone what your calling in life is? How do you show them that you are meant for that calling? How do you cope with all the voices, no matter how loud they may cry, insisting that you are making a mistake?Posted By Matthew On 09.06.2010 @ 5:57 pm
I gazed up at the height of the great tree before me. I nearly lost my balance, staring up in wonder at the leaves high above. The sheer size of the tree made me feel small, but somehow more secure, knowing that something powerful existed in our world, making such wonders possible.Posted By Matthew On 09.01.2010 @ 9:17 am
It is very probably that bad things will happen to you in your life. It is also very probably that good things will happen to you. It is important to go with the flow and accept whatever comes your way, because acceptance is the key to living a happy life. Remember always, like it says on King Solomon’s ring, “this too shall pass.”Posted By Matthew On 08.12.2010 @ 7:56 pm
I had no dolls growing up but my sisters did. They were these awful bald plastic dolls whose heads would squish in, and had these light blue almost gray sweat suits. Their eyes were closed and couldn’t open, so I assumed as a kid that they were eternally asleep, or dead. Both of my sister’s had the same doll so their names were written on the back of the doll, under their jail-resembled jump suit. I played with them when they laid in the family room but didn’t do much other than that.Posted By Matthew On 04.27.2010 @ 7:56 pm
I live in constant fear of falling into pit falls which punjii sticks at the bottom.
This fear is so hard on me, that I have to watch where I step because I am afraid I will fall through the floor.
Have you ever felt like you will fall through the floor? Please, God — don’t let me fall.Posted By Matthew On 04.26.2010 @ 10:55 am