- The deepest color of sapphire blue.
- Glowing sunsets, the sky awash in every color across the horizon.
- Strong gusts of wind with my hair blowing behind me.
- The steady roar of the ocean, a backdrop of sound interrupted only by the crash of waves on the rocks and the call of gulls.
- Baby animals curled up and protected, snugly.
- Starry nights and watching the lights twinkle. Feeling small in God’s expansive universe.
- Watching the flames dance in a cozy fire.
- Fluffy blankets on a cold night.
- Reading books late into the night.
- Babies sleeping–soft, trusting, innocent.
- Lying in the grass searching for shapes in the clouds.
- Crisp air and blazing trees in the fall.
- The quiet and solitude after a fresh snowfall at night.
- Windows with warm lights in them–home.
- The haunting music of flutes.
- Red nail polish on my toes–boldness, safely hidden.
- The scent of pine in the Northern woods–wilderness untainted by man.
- Wild thunderstorms–exhilaration, danger.
- Trial and error. I like to learn by experience, messing up once and figuring something out on my own.
- Pure, unrestricted, bubbling laughter that reaches the eyes.
- Honesty and truth.
- Purity of thought and action.
- Trust– the elusive connection to others.
- Psalm 139. It means I’m not alone, I never was and I never will be.
By Rochelle – Child survivor of WCG
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