My Why

While everyone’s story is different, my purpose behind sharing this blog is two fold;

1.  To provide some insight into how the foster care and adoption experience can impact and shape one’s life and perhaps demystify a few things.

2.  To share the peaks, valleys, random thoughts, and everyday situations to hopefully encourage just one person to keep moving, to be persistent, to cry but put on sunglasses when the tears won’t stop, to sit in your mud puddle but don’t stay there for too long, to be authentic, to remove wall(s) on your own terms, to listen, and to learn how to love. https://g.co/kgs/55P4Tu

Fly Like a Bird

By: Mariah Carey https://g.co/kgs/55P4Tu.

Somehow I know that
There’s a place up above
With no more hurt and struggling
Free of all atrocities and suffering
Because I feel the unconditional love
From one who cares enough for me
To erase all my burdens
And let me be free to
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need you now Lord
Carry me high
Don’t let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of you by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray you’ll come and carry me home
Can we recover
Will the world ever be
A place of peace and harmony
With no war and with no brutality
If we loved each other
We would find victory
But in this harsh reality
Sometimes I’m so despondant
That I feel the need to
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need You now Lord
Carry me high
Don’t let the world break me tonight
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need You now Lord
Carry me high
Don’t let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of You by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray You’ll come and carry me home
I need You right now, right now, Lord
I need You right here by my side.
Keep your head to the sky
With God’s love you’ll survive
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need you now Lord
Carry me high
Don’t let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of You by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray You’ll come and carry me home
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me home
Carry me higher Lord

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