I was born in
the cold winter month of December. Just a few short weeks before Christmas...
As I grew older my parents told me of how I was adopted.. Telling me I was a special child,
a chosen child because I was so Loved...Never understanding just what that meant, I grew...
Love was always about me, love in every thing my parents did...The special way my mom had of making a meal... The way she took care of our needs...My dad working two jobs to give us what we had and needed..
I had a very special Life...
I would dream that I was of royal blood, descended from Irish heritage.... Some how I was lost and someday my true parents would find me and I would have lands without end, clothes and riches beyond my wildest dreams...
Isn't life strange....
My adopted parents were the best parents any child could have.... Understanding and loving in every way... Parents that spoke to me with respect... I was important, smart and a very pretty child.... They taught me to respect other people and the creatures that God placed here among us...
They taught me of God's Love and Salvation
Love is the answer... Love is the KEY to a wonderful life... I often wondered who I really am,
Never understanding that I Am Love...That is the one thing that has always been the upper most truth of my existence.
I Am Love, if nothing else... I know that I'm not a true blue blood...But I'm something much more important to my loved ones, family and friends...
For I Am Love
As each is with the purity of heart as a true friend, and the truthfulness to continue on with life's path way... To become the parent my parents taught me to be... To go beyond myself, to my inner most being...
Isn't live strange...
My parents are love, as a child perceiving my parents as overseers of my life...I only wish they could yet still be...
Its always easier to looking backwards, seeing and understanding your own mistakes.... Remembering, what it was to be a child...The innocence, The undying belief in God, the wisdom that we as human beings all have, and take with
us to the grave...
This writing was written by Carol Graham to her parents...
August 15,1996... With total love and admiration ...
Do you know the Lord Jesus as Your Personal Saviour? Do you know that He DIED for you? He wants you to accept him today.... Because Tomorrow may be to late.....Tomorrow may never come.. Right now is the only time...
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