She's angry, I can see it. Not at me, not at anyone. I know her so well, because I love her. She's mad at the past. At things and events and people she had to deal with. Some days sad about it, I can see that also. I learned she's a tough cookie and a loving one also, her wings are still fresh. You see, being out of the cage is a learning experience to be free, to be something she rarely was..happy with love and herself. She is flying, free and she is mine as I am hers, love does that... Acceptance.

-A.A.B.

For each part of yourself you give away, someone else out there is doing the same. You are whole, even if you are made of borrowed parts, and you are an exquisite collection, a beautiful work of art.

 -J.K.