Beauty is the way my 4 year old son conversates and jokes around with his classmate, who is confined to a wheelchair. His classmate has no legs but it wouldn't even make a bit of difference to my son Phillip. Phillip didn't give a second glances to the chair. To him he was just playing with his friend, but to me, he was showing me what a beautiful soul he has. My 4 year old Phillip has thought me so much about living. Beauty is only skin deep. To me, the most important thing about real beauty is You can't physically see it. Its felt with your heart. You can make the ugliest day a beautiful one...It all depends on how I procive it.

Im am a 33 year old mother, sister, daughter, cousin and friend. I am fighting to get my life back. I have lost everything due to battling an addiction. I want to show that no matter what situation comes it is never to late to start over. Life is an obstical course and I won't give up. Keeping my head held high and my smile as big as the sky...because there is no other way.

Music. Singing is my therapy. Being a better person than I was yesterday.