REMEMBERING CHILDHOOD
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ladybug
Posted on: 08/22/07
REMEMBERING CHILDHOOD
As I sit here in this little room I am not here. My body is here...BUT I am a million miles away. I left this little cubby hole that cramped my style and I went back to my childhood. OH, the wonderful memories of Summer. I can almost feel the sun on my face and the gentle breezes blow. If you came to find me and I was not home you knew to go look for me under the apple tree, or in a field of green grass. As a child I always loved the great outdoors. In the Summertime I would often fream about life the way I thought it would be. Although life did not turn out as I had planned I have to believe that my life IS exactly the way GOD intends it to be. When my life gets stressful I know just what to do. I close my eyes and I return once again to the place that brings me the most joy. I get out of this place and I am a little girl again running in an open field with green grass and wildflowers. And when I got too tired to run you know I'd lay back in that grass and dream a little while.
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