This was my mother’s favorite picture of me. It was taken at a small photography shop in Hillsboro, TX, in 1974.
As I remember it, Daddy and Momma would tell the story about this day with big smiles on their faces…
“You were a little upset that day. You started crying because it was time for your nap. You can kinda see the tears there in your eyes. Then, that photographer man brought out this little plastic phone and you quit crying and gave him a little smile. He really thought you were something.”
Little did that photographer know, but putting that phone in my hands was better than candy. I was born to talk!
I’m so thankful I have the ability to write, talk, and express my feelings. I realize many people are not able to be as open about things and that’s okay.
So, for those of you that ARE able to express your feelings and talk about things - use that skill to help others. Talk to them, share with them, and LISTEN to them. That’s the key - not only being able to speak, but being able to listen.
Nothing fulfills me more than hearing someone tell me how grateful they are that I was able to write what they were feeling. I expressed a feeling that helped them and that connected us in such a powerful way.
That is why it is so important to use what God has given you to help others.
This was my mother’s favorite picture of me.
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