Getting lost by oneself…. no feeling like it. Went home to see the family these past few days. Both calming and anxious ridden, going home to the house you were born and raised in… every twist and turn tells old stories and new. Not ready to accept the changes? I say you have already been buried. I chose another route….

I had my 10th birthday upon my arrival. No presents. I forgive. I laughed a new laugh I never knew I had… a little surreal , if its happened to you… well, you know. Ran faster than I have in quite sometime (still, quite pathetic) all in the hopes of impressing a 4 year old. I did my best to walk steadfast and graceful across fallen logs… and then hipped hopped and scotched right out of there. Heaven really, pure bliss. As soon as the guards are down, something magical happens. You have freed yourself of all expectation and distant memories, and for me, I ran as a 10 year old girl again. Wild and free. “We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.

xxAmy