I am sitting here on another quiet morning. Unable to sleep and happened to pick up a book my mom kept of our childhood memories. The 2nd part of my blog’s title is : Help me spread my wings and fly! I thought that I had just made that up at the time, but obviously it came from earlier in my life. Here is a poem written to my late mom:
Although it’s taking me longer than most to spread my wings and fly.
I am finding that I have what it takes to make it and get by.
Thank you for all the encouragement and love you have shown.
I am thankful you are my mother and I am not alone.
It has only been a year and I miss you still. I love you!