september 1
the stench of filth and feces wafts up to my nose... I find myself repulsed. but only for a moment. the minute that little one crawls into my arms, the repulsion melts. she just wants the warmth of an embrace... someone in whose arms she can be cradled to sleep. some say that love is blind, but i'm learning that it just has no sense of smell ;)"
About Me
- hopeful wanderer
- the county song "Who I Am" says it best... "I'm Rosemarie's grandaughter/the spitting image of my father/And when the day is done my mama's still my biggest fan/sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy, but I've got friends that love me and they know just where I stand/it's all apart of me/that's who I am" But really...I'm on a journey. A journey that I hope will last my lifetime. A journey of learning to love and be loved. To risk. To let go. To give more than I take. To keep learning and growing a little more every day.
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