
My husband and I split up almost two years ago. My daughter is almost three. For two years, she hasn’t seen her father. Today, someone forwarded me this picture. She looked at it, turned to me, smiled and in the most joyful voice I’ve heard come out of her little body, she said, “Mommy and Daddy…Loveeeee” And she squeezed my hand.
These are the reasons it is difficult to forgive him. Not because of what he did to me, but because of what he did to us, his family, and more than anything, to my precious little angel.

I am who I am…just let me be. I will be better than you imagine. But I can only be my best under my own terms. Your terms will only be warn as a garment. My terms will pour out of my soul and seep through my bones. It will be a beauty unimagined.
If there is one song that gave me strength and hope during a hurtful and confusing time growing up, this would be it…
Hero by Mariah Carey
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The irian governement is implementing a tool by the name of ‘Deep Packet Inspection,’ to know what is going on via the Internet. They can block contact and the ability to express oneself via the Internet. The question is, are we NEXT?