Imagine you are walking on a side road that leads into a dark pine forest and as you continue to walk you start to see light grey clouds rolling in that bring with them a cold mist that is too thick to see through, but you know that as you’ve been walking that you’re on a paved road that is… View Post
My name is Michaela Mendoza, and I was born here in Tulsa, Oklahoma, and shortly after my story takes a flight to Kanas City where one of many miracles would happen. The moment my parents convicted me they had hopes of having a little girl especially since they had already had my oldest brother Augustine a year and a couple… View Post
Walking alongside the ocean and kneeling down to touch the soft white sand and letting it slip between your fingers to let it fall like snow. Each flick of sand glimmers and has a unique shine that you notices as it slides down the slope you kneel at. As you look out you see the glistening ocean as the sun… View Post
Looking at some photography of mine I glance past a photo taken in the sand dunes and the focus is not on the person standing in the sand, but the hills beyond it and how sometimes the focus isn’t us but on the things around us in some photo. Just like at our ocean shore we can view our sand… View Post
