On my fiftieth birthday, in 2001, I was thinking about my family tree, my roots, and the history of my life, not just ethnic, but cultural too—strong, grounded, growing from kindness, love, dignity, and strength of character.

I realized how strong my foundation was, and how it made me face every challenge with an inner light to brighten the hearts and souls of others. Not only had I bared my soul, I had uncovered it. I had discovered it.

If I can do this, you can too.

Little Seedling

How young you are, my little tree,
You’re a seedling amongst all that be!

And even though your branches are weak,
You grow stronger with every breath you seek!

Do you know why
You are the most beautiful
Of them all?

It’s because you sway
With every beckoning call
Listening sensitively
All on your own!

Your wonder,
Your glory,
Your beauty,
All come from the powers you posses!

They are your gifts!
My sweet girl!
For you have stood tall,
Taking each disappointment,
Without complete defeat

You stand in quiet solitude
With dignity and grace!