
Pieces of me
Who am I? Who are you? Who are we? A dearest of my heart, a dear dear friend who knows all of my secrets (shhhhhh) told me today I seem so strong in these posts. Am I this strong woman on the mountainside? Am I the scared woman under the bed in Uganda? I am all of that. I am all of this. I am all of me. I am the woman you see at the store with a smile on her face and a longing in her heart. I am the child with a dream to make it somewhere, somehow, some way. I am the mother h