itoughen under the strain of loss. it stole something from me. iused to be so embedded emotionally i’dfall apart completely. but now the rain has found its river bed. of course, ilove the ones that support me. ijust struggle sometimes to reveal me. these scars get in the way. iused to be so full of strength that nothing could break me. the outcome now. iam stronger. and now idream of a future.
–deaden-linda j wolff