Overheard by Bela Johnson | Apr 29, 2014 | inspiration, love, musings, poetry, Uncategorized | 6 comments It’s not that I was unresponsive. It’s that I couldn’t feel. Believe me, there’s a difference. Don’t give up on people so easily, but don’t hold on too long, either. We all come into this life with wounds to heal. 6 Comments Ben Naga on April 29, 2014 at 7:20 am The old familiar mine field. Reply belasbrightideas on April 29, 2014 at 9:02 am Isn’t it? 😉 Reply cecilia on April 29, 2014 at 7:20 am So we do.. lovely piece.. c Reply belasbrightideas on April 29, 2014 at 9:04 am Thanks so much, Celia xoxo Reply morristownmemos by Ronnie Hammer on April 29, 2014 at 2:29 pm You speak for so many of us…thanks, Bela Reply belasbrightideas on April 29, 2014 at 3:21 pm Thanks, as always Ronnie, for reading and commenting. Aloha! Reply Submit a Comment Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website
morristownmemos by Ronnie Hammer on April 29, 2014 at 2:29 pm You speak for so many of us…thanks, Bela Reply
belasbrightideas on April 29, 2014 at 3:21 pm Thanks, as always Ronnie, for reading and commenting. Aloha! Reply
The old familiar mine field.
Isn’t it? 😉
So we do.. lovely piece.. c
Thanks so much, Celia xoxo
You speak for so many of us…thanks, Bela
Thanks, as always Ronnie, for reading and commenting. Aloha!