I find the missing pieces every now and then
when I indulge in a new experience.
That deprived child
bursts in laughter.
That deprived child
wakes
and learns how to be a child.
It is okay
to glue the missing pieces together.
Takes time.
To stand tall
you have to be vulnerable.
hm.
"I find the missing pieces every now and then
when I indulge in a new experience."
This is too close to home for me that it 'tis scary.
Nevertheless, it was a great write.
Something I needed to read.
Thanks for sharing.
=^.^=
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo