keep you in my heart. So, where ever my heart takes me, where ever my God wills me and where ever my feet decide to go, you are there. Forgive me for hurting you all of the times my tongue was sharp. I am a work in progress and I am learning that your hands have worn years of sacrifice, that your back has carried my burdens and yours, and that you have never tried to lessen that load. Without you, I wouldn’t have learned how to fight.
