I have no words, but so much to say. I have a cauldron of feelings that boil and simmer. The hurt in my heart is as large as the love that sometimes painfully lives there.

In the mirror of my life I see a clear image. There is relief, a delightful present in a harsh environment. I accept this cool drink because it quenches my thirst. Sometimes it tastes wonderful, sometimes it's hard to take.

I learn every day. I try very hard. I am not perfect. But my heart is true.