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Thank you for being the firm centre of my world. I may dash here and there to listen, hug and comfort, write or pray – But always circle back again to home, and you. Your love grounds me in stability – roots to my giving, an anchor in storms. Where would I be without you? […]
Feigning confidence, I hide behind illusions of openness – always reaching and seeking from a reserved arm’s length. Though contained, I want to dance barefoot across a polished floor giddy with laughter and dreams. Fragmented and intensely whole – content and wise and desolate – too much trouble to notice or know. — Christine […]
You think you already know me, already have the measure of my soul. Not so. Experience has changed its shape beyond the limits of your knowledge. Beyond your interest, too? — Christine Rigden