I am the sum of all my past, of all my parts...I am not who I thought I would become; for that I am thankful. Many people call me Mommy but I do not know if that title truly fits.
Words are my music.
Being 41, I am not old and I am not young, I am somewhere in that in between place like being a pre-teen. I am completely comfortable in my own skin. because it remembers the caress of God.
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2 comments:
Oh, I love this entry. :)
Ah! Christina finally makes an appearance! I was beginning to think I had mistyped your screen name into our "writers" list.
Being 41, you are by far the baby of this crowd. But that's all right. We need a little non-Boomer input here.
Welcome!
Lisa :-]
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