“I love you,” I told my childhood friend. They know I say the words, and why I say the words. It’s because I know what it’s like to not hear them, to want to hear them, to need to say them but not having the ability. “I know.” Is the reply, followed by the explanation that I also am aware of, “I hear you but those words mean something different to me.” It’s a conversation we’ve had before, more than once. This time was different. I’m learning. I’m growing. I’m healing. “Do

"Do you think you're pretty?" she would ask.

Welcome to me trying to figure out technology. This is me growing. This is me stretching my comfort zone. *This is NOT in my comfort zone (yet). I practice what I teach, and sometimes that is as messy for me as it is for you. My first ever blog post is done. Stay tuned for more as I continue to Learn. Grow. Heal.