When Things Take a Turn for .....



The colors of my life!

 My protagonist sees things like this first photograph... with rose colored glasses, that is until she enters a war zone.  The day she took  them off is the day that her heart stopped.




Here are the seedlings again!

The children in my story are like the seedlings in the pots...small, puny and unloved.  But with human touch, kind words and food prepared with love, some of them begin to heal.  A few struggle grabbing on to that which they have come to know.  They hold on to the darkness that they have come to call "home," wondering if any light will shine in their lives.



My how we have grown!



Those children who thrive are like the thick and healthy morning glory in the third picture.  Hearty blooms and strong stems make them fit for the elements of rain and wind. Just like the children who need a strong constitution to survive the after effects of war.

We get a lot of surprises in life. Do you run and hide and shake with fear? Or do you let it wash over you and become stronger? My fictional children do a little of both, but I am proud of all of them for they have filled my heart with a better understanding of what it really means to forgive.