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Answering the Question.

In response to the question that Red put forth during the SEP last week I decided to write out my answer in form of a blog post. If you not familiar or need a remind I'll wait while you catch up, the link will open in a new window.

Ready? I wasn't but I think I can manage to form an answer to what it is that I want not only for myself but for Shorty.


Think, think, think.
She is intelligent beyond her years in a number of ways. The empathy and concern she has for even the smallest creature including the insects that would bite causing welts to appear amazes me. The innocent voice of a child that has yet discovered the differences in people reminds me of those that give freely without asking anything from anyone. It is a lovely sight to see, one that teaches me something every day. The demands she places on those around her are equal to those that have been placed on her thought years of therapy. 

The first words that she spoke were not ones that were readily recognizable as having meaning to us in a personal matter. The words came from a commercial. My first wants for her were to hear her say momma, as the years went on those goals changed and began to grow. 


over thinking it
I have changed a lot since I had Shorty. She is the youngest. She teaches me in ways that I could not imagine learning while I was growing up. I have come to the place where my wants all revolve around her and making sure that she is happy. Her happiness makes me happy because she is more a part of me than anyone on earth. My mirror image is what I see when I look at her and I cannot ignore that. 

The answer to what I want changes daily except for Shorty. She is the reason that I get up even when I am so exhausted that I want to spend weeks sleeping. I want her to be self sufficient and self sustaining in this world without need to be dependent on others to meet her needs. I want Shorty to stand on her own and continue with her independence. Even the part where she speaks her mind. 

What do I want for myself, besides growing older gracefully? Peace. Simply Peace. 
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