Wispers in my Ear


In the not so long ago, I nearly lost my life, but in that losing, I seem to have found a new one.

Never have I been a poet, nor a writer of any sorts.
But for awhile now I have been talking to myself on paper, not a big deal for most people I would imagine, but definitely out of my comfort zone to be sure.
I write these for myself, but perhaps will share with someone who may ever stumble upon this page and is inclined to read.

I found that sharing is a very good thing :-)

My Homecoming Moon

My Homecoming Moon
Dec.08 2008 5:30 a.m. - I am filled with wonder and love

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I find I am like that of a small wide eyed child waiting for Christmas day to begin.
Each day is a new gift, a new present to open and share. So many magical gifts and miracles within each day.

Was I given a fresh new pair of eyes to see it all with?
I was given something, that is for sure.
Now I live my life in a state of constant gratitude.

So much love.
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