Fields of life. Our spirits respond. We long for home. I long for home. My wheelchair describes my days: outlining for me what activities are permissible, allowable. Before . . .before my life changed, before I was imprisoned, I could wander. Taking long walks, Enjoying the freedom. Color everywhere. Nature's palette the most profuse. The mystery of life. My spirit responds.
What a peaceful picture. Good one, mom!!!
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