What I desire:
- To stand in the sun on a deserted beach, watching the waves crash onto the sand, feeling the salt water wash away the sand from beneath my feet.
- To smell homemade Chicken and Dumplings cooking in my great grandparents’ house. To see Big Granny, Little Granny, and Mama all sitting at the kitchen table snapping green beans for a family dinner later in the evening.
- To run through the forests of North Georgia again. I miss the way the land underneath me felt. I miss the way the air smells in the evening. I miss the sounds of the forest just after twilight.
- To know my loved ones are safe.
- To linger over a cup of coffee' on a busy Spanish street again. To feel the heat coming from the cup into my hands. To smell the aroma in the steam just before putting the cup to my lips.
- To see blue eyes look at me lovingly once again. The way the sun made those eyes sparkle, looking up at me with her head in my lap, was set firmly as one of my most cherished memories.
- To be able to sit and talk late into the night without the fear of anything.
- To feel as though I am enough. To believe in myself that what I have to offer, what I have become, the person that I am is enough and to stop convincing myself into believing that I have to be something or someone that I am not.
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