A beautifully bound leather book the ornate and gold-edging decorating this journals outer covering looks to be from another time and place. Several pages are stuffed inside the book as if she will not write on the actual book. Upon opening, the first added page reads... These are the personal accounts and wanderings of Lavender Cecilia Morgan.
Sunday, 14 January 2018
Been talking a lot to a friend of mine, he's so sweet, and caring...yet I've no indication he wants anything more then helping a.friend feel better.. I may be falling for him, why does the whole idea of love now terrify me. I don't want to run, no desire what so ever there...but I am scared to open my heart, what if there is only more pain? Even I know my own advice...one can not be open to love with the vulnerability to pain. But it is supposed to be worth it!....But is it?....On another note, all desire to run, even the desire to farm...gone. Now replaced with...I am lucky IF I move! Why am I such a contrasting spirit, jumping from one end of the spectrum to the other?
Lavender 16:11 - Link