Through My Window:
the fairy princess vet with multiple personalities

She breathes love rather than air. She doesn’t stay in a specific place in my mind. From the grand distances we’ve travelled together in our little life and little town she is a being and cannot be pinned. Instead she flows on a song wherever she goes; not one in particular, but a constant melody of something just a bit more than music that seems to become her and cannot be apart.
Yet as something that is within her, constantly spilling out and over in a measure of blessing the world, outwardly she pursues a pureness of spirit that she yearns to connect to. Through crawling critters and moments of beauty she searches for the perfect moment to touch her soul and make her feel in that one spot in her heart that is never fully satisfied.
Quiet contemplation motivates movements that make her mark in the world and cause a scene. She stands out; but not in the way that she is so petrified to, but rather in an aura of serene that resignates in the people she meets and those who take the time to unpack the complex mind of one who seems beautifully unreachable. When hands stretch to grasp the how of who she is, only kind fingers find the person not quite like everyone else but who floats in supreme sincerity, kindness and gentleness of spirit.
“She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversation in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.”
— Nicholas Sparks
