This Mosaic of Me
I am a mosaic of all the people I've ever known.
I love sunflowers, my grandma had them placed ever so delicately around her cozy home.
I write down daily positives because a friend of mine told me it would help me to stagger through the darkness.
I write the letter g with pretty little tails because my fourth grade teacher did it and I thought it was so beautiful.
I read with the literacy of one who has a PhD because my second grade teacher had a voice that dripped like honey when she read and I wanted to create that voice inside of my head.
I remember silly little things about others because I remember the first time someone remembered a silly...
I love sunflowers, my grandma had them placed ever so delicately around her cozy home.
I write down daily positives because a friend of mine told me it would help me to stagger through the darkness.
I write the letter g with pretty little tails because my fourth grade teacher did it and I thought it was so beautiful.
I read with the literacy of one who has a PhD because my second grade teacher had a voice that dripped like honey when she read and I wanted to create that voice inside of my head.
I remember silly little things about others because I remember the first time someone remembered a silly...