She was a gypsy, as soon as you unravelled the many layers to her wild spirit she was on her next quest to discover her magic. She was relentless like that, the woman didn’t need no body but an open road, a pen and a couple of sunsets.

Life’s trials will test you, and shape you, but don’t let them change who you are.

The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.