Saturday, March 21, 2009
Rejecting my Broken Past.
Someday I want a daughter so that I can tell her all the things I've learned and how beautiful she is. I want to hold her hand and help her jump in puddles when it rains. I wish for her to look at me the way I see my mother, as someone who has overcome.
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