|Mama's 86th Birthday|
break FREE, make a run for it and leave home, safety, all that is known, and race toward...
...the fearful, the unthinkable, the unknowable, the hasn't-even-been-imagined yet.
and HOLY CRAP it's so FREAKING SCARY that
our breath catches. Our hearts race. Our brains spin. But maybe, just maybe it will be okay...
Because maybe we will find peace, happiness. We'll discover that 'Somewhere over the Rainbow' was always, really, right here here in the homes we grew up in. In our back yards. On our front lawns.
|Mama around three-years-old outside parsonage.|
For me? "Kindness is my religion... " (I think the Dalai Lama said that, and yes, I'm stealing it...)
Acknowledge the could-of and should-ofs. Pray for all those who did you wrong as well as those who did you right.
|Mama kissing mystery man...|
And live life with abandon.
'I'm running free now -- and no one can stop me....'