..commemorating....the leaps and bounds of growth, of knowledge, of confidence and strength...alone and alive and ok...dear God, it's me...still here...treading upon this earth, sights set on the horizon while living in the present...each moment a victory...each new skill a triumph over fear...I step Into joy more and more every hour... I stutter, splutter, stumble and flounder some days....I turn and see... waves of memory across the skyscape of my mind...and I grieve...and I tremble at the closeness of obliteration, a consequence of returning to someone who had no true interest in me...rather the games orchestrated...hands rubbed together in glee... titillated over the tears, the fears and the woes on the face of his tool, his victim, his plaything...until boredom sets in and a new i