I'd like to think I could be. I have limitations, as you know, and others that I have not shared. I write, decorate, and have a billion ideas bouncing in my head.

One of many, one of few, simply me, greatly I. One who is searching,journeying-one who has travelled far but no where. One who is afraid but bold. One whose heart is large but impure at times. One who is confused like so many others.