The road has been long and hard, but still, you are my mighty, beautiful girl who holds my hand and likes to walk barefoot in streams. This little girl grew, in strength and with words. She knew joy and contentment. She knew where to rest her head, and she knew that when a battle called her to stand and fight she could do it. For she knew I went with her.
I could be so into life and the kiddos and school that I can’t even keep up with blogging I try my best but this is what is all about… unheard Fighter we all have our daily battles a balance we have to keep.