The little one.

He's alot like me.
At a glance all angry, taking a longer time to make one realise his features are more unsure and sadness.
More blue than anything else.

He doesn't tell me 'It's okay' like Carrot does.

I'll give u a name, little one.
Or maybe you are the first that doesn't need one.

The usual Christmas fun...

Some days I wonder how long this annual trip will last.....
It's always fun but never seems enough...

Pitt brushes at work

Wee!

Wide Open

It's

anatomically incorrect 

to be intimate.
Yet it's too late to response.
Your disappointments shows up in the indifference.


I've

learned from the past

'replacement boyfriend'
'pet'
I would not be repeating myself.
Even though His mercies are new every morning.

It still amazes me how He takes what is broken and work things into shape.

Thank you, Abba.