The End of another

Here I sit and write in the last hour of what by far has been the worst year down to the last day, of my 38 years of life. I keep looking around with skeptisim waiting for the last nail to be driven somehow. I look back and reflect how much I have grown from the suppression and anger of all around me. I feel I have taken great strides in mental maturity. It is these small victories that keep me on my feet and standing for my rights. We each have made a journey upon ourselves and with one another. I am optimist and say only the mountain lies ahead or that is how I see it here from the valley.

With each passing moment I have learned to be; if but for a moment to enjoy what it really is to be enjoyed. Some one may have been expecting me to let you what you are suppose to be enjoying. If that is so you are sheep only to follow. I feel I have finally broken free from the herd and am making my way from the lions den.



HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!