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Through The Grace And Love Of One Woman
Our saviour
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room.
She was just on six months of age when she was discovered alone in the world. Sleeping, curled in a tight ball, trying to stay warm in a world that was no longer a world.
A kind woman discovered her and realising she was still alive, gave her a home, here in this netherworld. One shut away from the horrors that are taking place everywhere.
She cowered when touched, signs of the horrors she’d experienced in her short six months. But slowly, due to the love of one woman, she unfurled from her shell, her terrors, her fears slowly dissipating and flowered like a perfectly scented bloom. She began to ache for that love, that gentle touch, that safety net, that this woman provided.
As she grew a little older, becoming more mobile, she began exploring the world she now shared with this caring being. She explored all its nooks and crannies, under the bed, inside the wardrobes, snoozing on the lounge suite and cuddled on the lap of her saviour.
She soon forgot the life she’d led before this woman found her, gave her a home and blanket her with love. Nothing was too much trouble for this woman. She gave her space when it was needed, when…
