Bluebell Woods: A Note to My Parents

There is something about the open air that gives life a different feel. The feel of the air and birds, always birds, she loved them there was something magical about them. She knew their freedom. I love listening to this small voice and as these memories unfolded they touch me deeply. The highs and lows of dysfunctional families are created out of joy and grief. For now, I am just glad to listen and know that the small child’s voice is still as strong “They didn’t shut her up.”