
A vertical line blinks on the screen. I tap keys. From nebulous thoughts, words spring. Sentences unfold. Entire lines, not quite right, ultimately go. I cut and add, rearrange and wait— for epiphany to illuminate.
Faith + Gratitude = Peace + Hope
When I was young my dad would always say, "Crystal, you can choose your attitude." One day I chose to believe him.
A vertical line blinks on the screen. I tap keys. From nebulous thoughts, words spring. Sentences unfold. Entire lines, not quite right, ultimately go. I cut and add, rearrange and wait— for epiphany to illuminate.