Eleanor A Innocent
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Where Am I?
Where AM I? So I've decided to compile these collections so that there's proof of what I've been experiencing should anything happen to me; maybe for my kids to find, or for me to give to them, one day (hopefully give). Maybe if they're like me this will help answer some questions. I hope. Ok, here I go..
By Eleanor A Innocent4 years ago in Fiction
So This Is Me...Huh..
I must admit that as I’ve done my best with healing myself along this journey of life, sans professional help, I’d like to think I’ve acquired the skill of recognizing the times in my life when the births of my capacity for certain things occurred: like my capacity for long-suffering (and its limits); my capacity for forgiveness and where its horizon ends; my capacity for patience; my capacity for ecstasy; and my capacity for love (that one is ever evolving). But it wasn’t until this prompted essay that I realized when my capacity for empathy began.
By Eleanor A Innocent4 years ago in Humans
