The silence of my blog is louder than the silence I live in.

For 10 years now no one has cared enough to look past my disability. I can do all that you do, but slower.

For 10 years now my dogs were my excuse to continue.

For 10 years now I wrote prisoners to encourage them to be more. I still tried to give always more than I took.

For 10 years I have done all that I can do to retain hope that there still is a chance that someone that loves with their heart will see the goodness, warmth, and laughter in mine.