• Cornerstone Content,  Diary

    A Letter To My Younger Self

    I was recently asked to speak in front of a high school class, and this inspired me to write a letter to my younger self in my diary. I have achieved numerous feats, but there is one particular moment that stands out as the pinnacle of my achievements: being granted the esteemed opportunity to address a high school audience. My dear younger self, it’s with a heavy heart that I must share the harsh realities of life’s journey with you. You are bound to experience heartaches, deeper than what you could ever anticipate. Betrayals will come from the very people you’ve loved deeply, the ones you would have moved mountains…

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    Live Fearlessly, Love Unapologetically

    Life, I’ve come to understand, is for living. I must pursue those sparks that set my soul alight. I must engage in activities that elicit joy within me. I have to choose to be around those who ground me, those who respect me, who embrace me in a manner that reassures me of my worth, my acceptance, my love. Healing myself is a task I have to take on, even when it stings, particularly when it stings, so as not to approach my existence within the confines of my internal burdens. I must venture out into the world, undeterred by the perceptions of others. I cannot rob myself of experiences,…

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    The Sun Still Rises, Even Through The Rain

    Whenever I find myself engulfed by the waves of a bad day, I take solace in the knowledge that the sun still rises, even through the rain. There are moments when it feels like the stormy clouds have gathered solely to cast shadows on my life, drenching every aspect of it in a torrent of melancholy. But as a woman who has weathered many such tempests, I know there’s always light waiting to break through. I remind myself that there’s beauty to be found in the storm, in the droplets that weave intricate patterns on my window, and the way the world seems to hush, as if listening for the…

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    Finding Inner Peace

    As the first light of day broke through the horizon, I felt an irresistible urge to seek solace by the water. The cool morning air kissed my skin as I sprinted towards the shoreline, my heart racing with anticipation. Once there, I peeled off my clothes, one by one, casting aside the layers that shielded me from the world. I stood at the water’s edge, the tips of my toes sinking into the damp sand, and gazed out into the endless expanse before me. For a moment, time stood still, and I found solace in the soothing embrace of silence. I inhaled deeply, my lungs filling with the fresh air…

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    Celebrating Amelia’s 36th Birthday

    The sky was painted with hues of gold as the sun came up on another glorious day. I couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty surrounding me, knowing that it paled in comparison to the woman who holds my heart. Today is my wife’s 36th birthday, and I am filled with gratitude and excitement as we celebrate the quirks that make her the extraordinary person she is. From the moment I met her, I knew there was something different about this woman, who would become the love of my life. Her vibrant spirit, warm smile, and unconventional ways attracted me like a moth to a flame. As our relationship blossomed,…

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    The Complexity Of Self

    As I reflect on my innermost feelings and desires, I realize that I’m a complex individual with a myriad of emotions that often seem to be at odds with each other. While I strive to be happy and positive, there are times when my mind seems to get trapped in a negative loop, causing me to feel sad and downcast. It’s a paradoxical situation that I find myself in, where I both want and don’t want to feel this way. It’s frustrating, and I often wonder why I can’t just shake off these negative thoughts and emotions and move on. However, I know that it’s not always that simple, and…

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    Echoes Of A Lost Love

    As I stood by the window, my heart swelled with a deep longing. I wanted to see you walking backwards, as if time itself could be rewound and that familiar sensation of you coming home could be recreated. I ached for those days when your arrival filled our shared space with laughter and love. A time when our hearts danced in perfect harmony, and my world seemed to make sense. I imagined the scene: You, gracefully stepping down the pathway, your strides in reverse, as if the universe understood my yearning and was pulling you back into my life. The wind would tease your hair, playfully lifting the strands and…

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    Whispers Of The Heart: My Journey Through Creativity And Connection

    As I nestled into the tranquil embrace of Vermont’s secluded wilderness in 2020, I found myself yearning to escape the relentless pace of modern life and reconnect with the sanctuary of my inner muse. My heart was set ablaze with a fervent desire to craft words that would dance across the page like the golden autumn leaves swaying in the gentle breeze outside my window. Driven by this profound longing, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and creative expression, hidden behind a veil of physical anonymity that allowed me to explore the depths of my imagination without the distractions of the world beyond. It was this morning, during these…

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    Embracing The Magic Of Gloomy Days

    The sky, draped in a silken blanket of gray, sets the stage for a world that’s ripe for wandering minds. Gloomy days, often dismissed for their melancholic undertones, possess an ethereal charm that is perfect for daydreaming. I find solace in these days, for they allow my thoughts to drift into realms of imagination and possibility. When the rain patters on my window, I am a little girl again, curled up in my favorite chair with a book, transported into an enchanted world. The steady rhythm of raindrops serves as the soundtrack to my most vivid fantasies, each droplet a pearl of inspiration. The damp, cool air on these days…

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    Of Lovers Lost

    I often find myself reluctant to take irreversible actions, apprehensive about leaving your side without beholding your captivating visage. I unknowingly still possessed an old photograph of us together when we were 16. The sight of your eyes brings me immense sorrow, as they serve as a reminder of the path I neglected to follow and the journey I failed to embark upon. Nevertheless, deep within my thoughts, I envision a moment and place where fate guided us along a different trajectory. In this alternate existence, our love story unfolded effortlessly, unimpeded by obstacles or barriers. Maybe it was only within a dream or a distant past life that we…