Find yourself again, where dreams dwell.
In that secret space. In that safe place.
Remember it? From youth?
It’s always there. Where memory waits.
Rest there.
There is such quiet power in being still.
In just listening.
To your heart.
Peek-A-Boo. You see you.
Dare.
To find your way home again…
❤️
I love you!❤️
You are so beautiful inside and out. Such a beautiful soul. I love reading the things you write ❤️
When I see you Nicky I see a little girl in pigtails
Bouncing around Laughing over everything!
You kept us entertained that’s for sure!!
Your Moma would be tired & truth be known
Ready for peace & quiet because some of us just hung around y’all’s house any time day or night. I would get you in my car to ride around town. Looking for boys. The good old days
I Love those memories