On the Run?

A few nights ago, my dear brother hurt me deeply, more than I can ever explain... Maybe I was too naive and trusting.  Maybe I could not see the darkness that had creeped into things around us...  all I can say is he betrayed me in a way that no one should ever be...

This has been the worst St. Patrick's Day of my life... and the nearly black, rainy skies are more than proof of that.  I am not talking pretty rain, I am talking the rain that feels like ice to freeze the soul.  All I can say is   "Tá brón orm!" (sorry) to Matt, and "Go raibh maith agaibh!" (thank you) to those who have helped me since then.

~ Morria

Winter!

Winter is here again with all her lady like charms!  The crisp, cool air, the dancing flakes of snow, the ice crystals forming on the windows... such a delight for the soul!  I await her chill arrival every year, and at last she has crossed my door step!  This winter child is content!

~ Morria