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  • The Long Way Home | Faith, Discernment, and Humility

    A personal journey of faith, discernment, and humility. Learning to trust God’s timing, let go of control, and follow His lead through every season.🌿 Skelly | fabricthatmademe Continue reading

    The Long Way Home | Faith, Discernment, and Humility
  • Essence of Her

    She is fierce as lightning & gentle as dew. Essence of Her is a poetic journey through the contradictions & beauty of womanhood—untamed yet still, bold yet meek. This poem honors the invisible power women carry, the softness they give,… Continue reading

    Essence of Her
  • Self- Reflection | Who am I?

    Who am I? It’s a question I return to over and over—sometimes with peace, sometimes in panic. I’m a writer, a wife, a mother, and more. I’ve failed and grown. Bent and at time a little broken. This reflection is… Continue reading

    Self- Reflection | Who am I?
  • The Silent Place

    There’s a sacred kind of peace that comes from stillness. This poem is for the quiet hearts—the ones who crave rest, truth, and a place where they are fully known. 📱 Instagram: @skfabric_303 🌐 Website: fabricthatmademe.com #fabricthatmademe #skfabric_303 Continue reading

    The Silent Place
  • The Light of Grace

    She walked through fire and came out shining—graceful, strong, and full of light. This poem, The Light of Grace, is a love letter to the resilience we sometimes only find when tested. 📱 Instagram: @skfabric_303 🌐 Blog: fabricthatmademe.com 💛”Her laughter,… Continue reading

    The Light of Grace
  • Tiny You

    Be still. Be bright. Be everything—until there’s nothing left. “Tiny You” is a tender, haunting poem about quiet sacrifice, invisible labor, and the fading lines of self. 🌙🕊 #TinyYou #PoetryOfSacrifice #InvisibleLabor #EmotionalWeight #SoftSpokenStrength #PoetryForTheSoul #HauntingWords #fabricthatmademe #skfabric_303 Continue reading

    Tiny You
  • A Moment in the Waiting Room

    💭 A Moment in the Waiting Room A mother, clinging to her independence. A daughter, weighed down by responsibility. Two people who love each other, yet frustration fills the space between them. I sat in the doctor’s office, tending to… Continue reading

    A Moment in the Waiting Room