I love my family,
But,I miss my friends.
12/4/2020

The staircase that leads to her heart has no hand rails. No grab bars. You must measure your steps carefully, finding the right balance between what you want from her and what she really needs from you.

Each tear, that falls brings your healing  one step closer.
Each tear, cleanses your life one tear more on the earth.
Each tear, drawls you one more step into seeing a Miracle.
Each tear, was shed because I felt so broken on the inside.
Each tear, I cried through all of my sorrow and pain here.

WE NEEDN'T BE RICH

We may not have pastries,  cookies or cake,

Or a cottage beautiful, besides a lake.

Work we may have to hard and our bread bake.

On our desires we may often have to apply a break;

But alongside continue we must,  to efforts make;

To people help, a chance we must always take.

We needn't be rich, powerful or strong;   help for our own sake.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

His spirit resides in us, with us,
even when we no longer know who we are.
He carries us through the darkness,
is with us until the new morning
transforms us into who we really are.
A child of God.