(((((((((( Echoes ))))))))))))))

I was so abused as a child/teen that my age within doesn't match the years I have been on this earth. Sometimes I feel older than the earth itself, and sometimes I feel like a teen.

I have learned that my age is what is in my heart. I went to high school with a guy who was old in his heart at 16. I've met people in their 90's who live life with the abandon of youth.

I know what it's like to have nice things and lose them. I went from a wonderful middle class home to homelessness. But I survived, and that's what counts. You will survive, too, and that is truly what counts.

Sometimes I still mourn for my things, but I've learned to live without them. Give yourself time. You have shown yourself to be a wonderful, caring human being. You are one of the bright lights here. That makes you special, indeed.

Many hugs,

Jan