Tuesday, November 22, 2005


Well, my mommy is here. And it’s nice. I feel centered and strong. As silly-hippiesh as it sounds. But I was straying, despite all the fun that I was having. I’m still only 16. Well, nearly 17. As much as I would like to believe I am oh-so grown-up, sophisticated, and mature. Independence is not quite as easy as it seems. It becomes too easy to get lost when you are alone. You no longer have those tall shadows gently prodding at your heels, guiding you. But now everything will be all right. I can draw strength from her touch, faith from her presence, bliss from her love. Yeah. I am found.

1 comment:

Lilly said...

Samra! beautiful, amazing, wonderful berry! my mom and i were planning on sending something with your mommy to take to you, but we got caught up in a whirwind of events and didn't get a chance to get anything to her. but i wanted to email you and let you know that there is no way in the world that i could stop thinking about you and loving you. i hope you stay safe and stay questioning. and remember that love can be found even in the hardest times. im always here for you if you need me, or even if you don't.
I love you!