My Mother, like many, saved various remnants from my childhood. I usually find pieces of my history tucked into the pages of a handed down book or in a box of "do you want any of this?"
I don't remember exactly when the construction paper ribbon appeared, but it brought with it the promise of hope. "Miss Unruffled", it said, and it had my name on it. Imagine...!
Monday, June 11, 2012
Titanic
The ship is sinking and I'm being asked whether I'm going down with it. I don't know how to answer...
4 comments:
Anonymous
said...
You say - I am not a boat, I do not sink. I am like the phoenix that rises from the ashes. I may be low today, but I will raise myself up again tomorrow, just as I have every other time I have fallen.
Do not stand over me and wonder if I will rise, reach out your hand and assist me in rising, same as I would reach my hand to you if I seen you floundering.
4 comments:
You say - I am not a boat, I do not sink. I am like the phoenix that rises from the ashes. I may be low today, but I will raise myself up again tomorrow, just as I have every other time I have fallen.
Do not stand over me and wonder if I will rise, reach out your hand and assist me in rising, same as I would reach my hand to you if I seen you floundering.
Slami
Thanks, Slammi. I'll email you the story <3
I hope i didnt upset you with the email?
Years after the fact, Kitten have me a phoenix for Xmas this year...
I'm rising from the ashes.
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