I heard laughter as I walked in tears, in thoughts and in sadness I heard laughter and then I stopped to smile at the memory I was having.
My sister Dana and my brother Derek were swimming and jumping into the irrigation ditch that now is running passed me as I walk in the wise ol' age of 40 not 14.....
My memories are the golden heart beat and the richness of my very breath!
I would never choose a life without my memories for all the tea in China and for all the fast pace days of today's modern world.
Give me the dirt and the sky as I learned to live again.
Life in laughter that is what I am and what I carry within me through all things.
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