Wondering Where I Went....

You see, I have always had a HAPPY HEART. That is the one thing I do know. Whenever I remember things from my life, I have a HAPPY HEART...

I remember a lot of childhood things.

I remember back to about 3 years old...really, I do. Not everything, but snippets of life with a HAPPY HEART.

I remember sounds I made while walking (ch-ch-ch), sights I saw (a huge horse in our orchard), or smells I smelled (my Mama making pancakes on a Saturday morning and I was wearing a white shirt with a red striped "v" at the neck.)

Even things I said ("Mama, why is that lady so fat?" Mama said, "Don't say fat, say large." "Mama why is that lady so laaage?" I couldn't say my r's at the time.)

Thoughts that I thought when my older sister and brother would play "run away from Diddy-Win, hide from the ghost!" (I was Diddy-Win and I would chase them with the thought that one day I WOULD catch them!)

Most everything was happy. I have a HAPPY HEART.

Life has a way....

Life has a way of burying who you are sometimes. It doesn't mean to...it just does. So I want to see if, by writing from my heart, I can find my way back to my HAPPY HEART.