Blessings Through Raindrops

It’s really fucking scary, that all it takes is one word, one smell, one touch. And everything comes flooding back.

Blessings Through Raindrops

Hi, I'm Lindsay! I am a passion-seeker and a believer in hope, miracles, soul mates, and the idea that everything happens for a reason.

Welcome to my blog, a place where I will showcase my thoughts, feelings, interests, and desires. I enjoy the sound of the ocean, the scent of vanilla, the feeling of a warm bubble bath and listening to music as I fall asleep at night. This is my journey as I overcome the odds and learn to live again.

You may trod me in the very dirt.
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

-Maya Angelou

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My right hand holds matches, my left holds my past. I hope the wind catches it and burns it down fast.

I'm gonna step into the fire with my failures and my shame and wave goodbye to yesterday as I dance among the flames.

So don't try to save me now...Let the walls of my world all burn down. Just stand back and wait 'til the smoke finally passes and I will rise from the ashes.