I am

I have been sporadically doing a monthly photography challenge on and off for a few years now. During the month of the challenge I take one photo a day with my cell phone camera; there is a different list of daily themes every month. I keep photo albums of them all on my computer and post them to Facebook too. I love seeing the world through a lens and stretching a theme to it's fullest to get a great shot always creates a memory for me. 

I have played around with photography for years now, it's something I truly enjoy and I have a great camera to play with, but that's not what this blog is about.

Today's theme was-

I wrote this...

Here is my photo.

When I was a junior in high school I wrote this book as an assignment. 

(These 'Preface' and 'Afterword' pages should give you some insight into my thoughts on the project.)

So...

This blog today is not written with my adult 34 year old words, brain, and heart, but with the words, the brain, and the heart of my once 17 year old self.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

I give you the chapter entitled

"I Am."

All that we love deeply, becomes a part of us. 

I am a Child of God.

I am the daughter of Roy and Linda Dudley.

I am the sister to Cameron and Stephen Dudley.

I am the granddaughter to Mildred and Joseph Wallace.

I am the mother to "Broom."

I am a friend to Kacy Suzanne Kattau.

I am a student of Mrs. Young.

I am a part of all of these people because I love them all deeply, and they have touched my life in some way.

I am a little kid trapped inside a bigger kid's body.

I am sunshine to my daddy.

I am a voice to sing all to sleep.

I am an artist with a blue crayon and a blank page.

I am an actress with a passion.

I am a little child running in a field of daisies.

I am a caterpillar making its way out of his cocoon.

I am the butterfly.

I am a letter in the mailbox to a friend.

I am the princess in the top of the tower.

I am the one who is scared of growing old.

I am barefeet on a wet trampoline.

I am a small scrap on a giant quilt.

I am the one who is thinking about you when the lock on your necklace is backwards.

I am a teardrop.

I am the smile on a child.

I am the clown at the circus.

I am the little girl whom you rock to sleep at night.

I am a red line on the horizon at sunset.

I am a loved one.

I am the face I see in the mirror.

I am a daddy's girl.

I am an angel in disguise.

I am the water that runs between your toes.

I am the little child frightened of the monster in the closet.

I am the one who closes the door on the darkness.

I am a star.

I am the cat curled up on your lap.

I am the one who holds your hand.

I am the one who will be proud to grow up like mom.

I am a shiny, wet dew on a brand new ground.

I am an offering.

I am a blue-eyed beauty.

I am a nervous twitch.

I am a heart of solid gold.

I am the one who gives the gifts.

I am the one who receives.

I am the one who rings the wind chimes.

I am the extra hour of sleep.

I am a good chew toy.

I am the one who smells of a fresh, spring morning.

I am a soft, warm pillow.

I am a person.

I am a feeling.

I am the queazy in your stomach.

I am the warmth in your heart.

I am the brilliance in your head.

I am the creative in your hand.

I am the smile on your face.

I am all of these things because, "I am."

(So... My spelling may not have been the best, but I guess somewhere deep down inside I have always been a bit of a writer.)

God replied to Moses, "I Am Who I Am. Say this to the people of Israel:  I Am has sent me to you." -Exodus 3:14