August 2004

“…It happened with one woman. She was invited to review her life as a series of footprints along a beach. “See,” said the angel, wherever you walked, I walked beside you.” “But look,” she cried, “There, in a really bad phase of my past, I can see only one set of prints in the sand. […]

I’ve said in my previous diary: I’ll start to write again when it feels right…Well, I’ve found this place and decided to make myself comfortable, to settle down and “unpack” first things first. I’ve changed my DDHome because I’ve changed. Or so I would like to think anyway. How often do we want to see