** My New Family ** Snowflake


“Love never dies a natural death.  It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source.  It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.  It dies of illness and wounds.  It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”  Anais Nin.  I know about love dying.  I know about blindness.  But real love doesn’t die.  Real love can overcome.  And real love is what I found with my new mom, Marci, in her loving forever home!  Mom knew.  I knew.  And it all just happened!  And now I’m in a place I can call my own.  I have an owner I can call my own.  I have real love!  At SRT, it really was All About Me!  Hugs – Snowflake