Pulled out some very old letters and cards and the such tonight…it’s an odd thing taking a look back at memory lane, when you’re wondering still what tomorrow may bring.
But still, I breathe. And still, I am grateful. Always.
This is me, oh maybe about 2 or so…barefoot, and screeching with the delight of free spirit and insatiable exploration…
Some things never change, our true heart is always the same…
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