" For you must believe in something...for right now at this moment here.. you are most certainly breathing and with the gift of sight and may also be blessed with sound....so you must believe in something..."
I tucked her past in my arms.
I let them overwhelm me.
I want them to become me.
As I walk and she talks.
I listen.
You see our past is who we are.
We should never try to run from our past.
We should never let our past change who we are.
Or what we believe.
Instead we embrace our past.
And continue letting this perfectly imperfect world
Crop it’s magic.
Because great magic does exist.
Just believe.
As we continue walking.
I tuck her heart in my arms.
I hold it gently.
Just as God has taught me.
