Why I must go ..
Wild Flower
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It is probably no coincidence that I read your piece here.
I had a flashback to many years ago..my first visit to Tiajuana, Mexico.
In my very early 20' s, coming from poverty, I saw my blessings for the very first time in my life.
It was then that I truly realized how connected we humans are.
Instead of Chickles, I sold stolen costume jewelry on the sidewalk of my neighborhood. (Compliments of my father.)
Your own gifts will be revealed to you.
Bon voyage.