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how can it be that I, Kathy Lockhart, being 53 years old, am in such a transitional stage in my life. could it be divorcing after 32 years of marriage. would it be so if not for the "jumping off the cliff" episode of last year. How is it that I, me, Kathy Ann, lives in this body that belongs to my mother? What happened when my childhood stopped my adulthood began and then......my childhood was reborn in an odd sort of way? Maybe I'm not 5 or 10 but perhaps I am 15 or 17. i could possibly be 19. Yes, I think I like 19. But when I was 19, i was mixed up just like I am now. No, I don't think I want to be 19, but I probably am. I long to be 9 just 9. Free thinking, I ride on freedom's wings as I open my arms wide, throw my head back, and suck in life! Purity at its best. No games of what I should be, but delight in who I am. People's judgements mean nothing at 9. Who cares. The ignorance of such a limited, pigeoned holed, act is bliss. Running barefoot through the streets, laughing with my friends, caring or not knowing anything about the world outside of my small neighborhood or family, is exhilaratiing and liberating! Oh Glorious 9. I love you.Words by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-04-08 at 16:30
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