I am an adult and lead a very nice life truly. It is my belief that everyone has a sad story deep down in their memory that causes them much grief. But life is amazing and God is grand in patching up the tough spots later on in life with free time and love. I feel adored by many people nowadays. When I look at some pictures of me as a child, I see a crazy gaze in my eyes on two pictures. It. angers BJG when I say that and he says he sees a happy child on those pictures. I don't. On one in particular, at about 6, I look completely mad. The other one makes me cry because I remember how I felt when it was taken: despair but gymnastics made me happy. It was a horrible childhood and youth was a bit better. But how abundant is peace right now with the world!
The Poetry Dervish