SWB:When did I feel most fully myself? Least myself?

Me, myself and I...

My laughter is loud and fast and free when the people around me aren't embarassed to be
laughing right along-side of me.

My smile is bright and sharp and sweet - most people smile back when they see me on the street.

My tears are close to the exit of my eyes. Appreciating the sentimental is just part of the prize.

Me, myself and I just adore the time when conversation is more about words, cleverness or pride.
Me, myself and I love to see the heart that was so heavy - released to be free.
Me, myself and I desire to become just who we should be: honest, loving and unafraid to be... ME!

Laughter, smiles and tears are a part of who I am to become - who I was at the start.
Give it a chance, allow me some room and you'll get to meet me myself and I pretty soon.

PS. Here are just two wonderful people that make it easy to be me: Thanks Angie, Jackie and Mary ( took this photo) for loving me as I am - back at you!

Comments

Unknown said…

I love how creative you are in your SWB posts. They are always poetry to me!

I really loved this one. I feel like I got to know you better today.

Merry Christmas!

9:47 AM GMT-5

Tara Lamont said…

Mary,
You're faith and hope in me are true Christmas gifts to my heart.
Thanks!
Tara

10:12 AM GMT-5

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