This is Me~ Blog Post 25
I just want to write, how I honestly feel in this moment. This is me writing in the moment. Writing what I feel. My head turns towards my open window, I close my eyes, take in the scenery and B R E A T H E, a gentle breath of fresh air. Thinking... My story started long ago, I believe my grandma groomed me, gave me wisdom, for who I was to become today. I understand, whatever it is, I trust the message, I understand in this moment why I'm surrounded by the energy around me. [ While writing this my thoughts are flowing, so my hands are typing as I think! I PAUSE, take another deep breath, sit back in my padded off white staple chair, and RELAX, I let the comfort from the chair connect with my back for comfort, I rise up, and begin writing again]. I remember this... My grandmother and I driving down the street in her silver Cadillac, I was young in middle school. While we were driving she told me this:: she spoke to me very soft, gentle, and strong like...