This website contains broken pieces of effort that embody forgiveness of home, love for the past, appreciation of moments lived in the present and wonder for the future.

If it ever is the case that you find your being pierced by the truths contained in these broken remnants of longing and silent weeping, know that the writer did weave these stories while herself collecting shards of memories and sweeping them into a heart she was holding in her bare hands.

Here, you will feel onism: the awareness of how little, how very little of the world you will ever experience.