Wednesday, January 30, 2013


My legs don't want to carry me so I will find another way.  But I stopped and smelled my roses and for today that will be enough.

Stand up straight and realize who you are, that you tower over your circumstances. You are a child of God. Stand up straight. Maya Angelou...
You are a child of someone's...of this Universe...which means you are loved and that is always enough.

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