A gift from over 26 years ago...
Below is a poem that I was given right before the birth of my first child. I did not appreciate this then, anywhere near as much, as I do now... How Do I Learn Just Who I Am? I learn from you who I am. Within your eyes I see reflected me. Within your voice I hear how you see me. You are the mirror that I look into and mold the image of myself. I sense the way you hold me, and from your touch I feel my form, my shape. And if I like what I see in your eyes, your voice,
