Because of the trich I am how I am today. It has made me stronger, my humor sweet and care free. Unlike most girls my soul soars with the birds. Reaching untold happiness. God's creations light up my face reminding me I have every reason to be happy. But still I hide from the world, afraid no one would understand, or turn my gift against me.
With the Lord holding me up I have one of the most compassionate allies with me. His strength feeding my own, my fight has become our fight. Through him I will help people how need a gentle push toward the Iron Rod.