One year ago today, I made my first post here at Passions. Although I saw that this was a special place, I had no idea how all of you would touch my life. I had been reading here for about a week, and my muse came back to me after 8 long years of being buried under the debris of other things lost with childhood. I wasn't the perfect poet then (nor am I now)... I'm not even sure if you could call that stuff poetry! Nonetheless, you were all there, encouraging me to write. My parents and friends don't really approve of this "fool's pastime", but I still write... because of you. You all also offered your comfort and advice in other aspects of my life. Most of you will never know how much you helped me through the hard times, and if I was a better poet, I could put it into verse... but the way things are now, I can only say this: each story and each poem that came from me only exists because of you all. If I ever refine my art so that it amounts to something someday, it is only because I made my first post here a year ago from today. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart, and I am
saddened that this is the only way I can repay you at this time. May God bless you all as you have blessed me.
"Where there is great love there are always miracles" -Cather
"Love heals everything, and love is all there is"- Zukav