This past week has been chock FULL of so many epic experiences. Each worthy of it's own gharganzua blog post. I have so many ideas. Stories. Amazing things to share. But, it all gets jumbled up. And, i often freeze as a result. Nothing comes out.
Robbed. My primal right to express. To be heard. Locked-up.
Not today. I pushed through. Pressed this out. This insanely perfect day. Such a beautiful day.
Today my first baby turns 40!! I distinctly recall holding her in my arms and loving her as she was my baby. Sis you have always meant the world to me. Take my hand and we embrace this next step. With our Auntie Helen. Link arms. Head's up. Shoulders back. Eyes soft. Hearts Exploding.
We've got this. One Step at a Time ❤❤❤
🎶🎵(Insert slow Grounding Native drumming)🎶🎵