And The Mountain Moved

I am the little girl full of love and laughter and family, and the mountain was huge and scary and far away.

I am the teenager, scared and scarred, and the mountain is still huge.

I am the young adult with stars in my eyes, love in my life, marriage and children, and the mountain seems remote and far away from my life.

I am the middle aged woman who worked all her married life, whose children are grown, and it’s time to find out who I am; and the mountain appears closer.

I am the wise old woman who knows who she is, where she belongs, and what her legacy is. And that mountain is within me.

by Helene Moore

Something I wrote a few years ago, that still is very meaningful to me. This is the first time I’ve shared it. The first time it’s in print. I hope you like it too.

Keep love and kisses in yor life. Helene