Poem.

Charles Bronson is his own worst enemy.

I hope you understand how much I love you.

As the title says this has no title…wow what an oxymoron right there xD. If I can find a good title for this then it won’t be “Untitled” anymore. But for now I think Untitled fits it really well.

A summary of how one mother expresses her love.

Poem about life.

During the reading of a guilty verdict…

How will you do when you meet opposition?

The memoir of Kimberly Hartfield, victim of childhood sexual abuse, victim of domestic violence, survivor in Christ Jesus, mother of eight children, soon to have a Master’s Degree in Psychological Counseling with an emphasis in Christian Counseling. One of the things that has marked my life with turmoil more than any other, is the fact that I was sexually abused as a young child. I always felt that it was somehow my own fault until I found healing in God’s love.

Romeo and Juliet stand trial.