
On my vision board is a photo of a little girl, innocent and happy. She hasn’t been molested or shattered by abuse. I often gaze at her and think, how can I save her. Medication was not the answer, it only gave me the unwanted gift of a hand tremor making it difficult to do simple things, like apply mascara, polish my nails, write and hold eating utensils. I’m saving her through faith, through Gods grace and the gift within this trembling hand. I love to write, this action feels like magic. The words flow from my soul through ink and onto paper to be read by you. Lately I’m drawn to movies of women empowerment watching the least likely to make it or matter woman beat the odds and achieve great things. I believe the reasons is because this woman has awakened in me. She is saving her, the little girl who God adores. My hope, life and health is being restored.

