LetterOne:

June,2009

DearSavannah,

Ayear ago you helped me prepare for the journey of a life time,setting off to push my 825 pound golden wagon from Daffin park all the way to Atlanta. Six weeks and five days later I returned to you,broken and barely able to walk, but I finished what I set out to do. Because you stood by me, I was able to help countless people unlock their voices and begin doing something more about child abuse and neglect recovery issues. Hundreds of victims answered the call to begin the journey of recovery.

From what has now become known as The Historic Walk of Love, I learned so many life lessons that need to be shared with the world. Since then, you’ve helped me heal and get back on my feet. For this, I am forever grateful. I am indebted to you and with the help of God, I will make good.

Savannah,you are my Miracle! Since I was a child, growing up in and out of foster care and sheltered by the streets of NY, I have searched for a “home to call my own. Even after I was adopted later in youth, still I searched. Then there was you Savannah, city of Miracles. Oh trust me, I know you often doubt your ability to love and care but when next you doubt, remember me.

So many say, “home is where the heart is!” So, to you I give my heart, within you I make home. You are beautiful beyond reason and you are strong beyond imagination. I stand in awe of your perseverance. Your wisdom is carried in the winds of your song and I am honored to be graced by you. Like you, I know deep pain but also like you I rise above it again and again.

Ahhh... my Savannah... always have hope, for now, I must leave. The journey I started one year ago is not yet finished. Though we have found love in one another, we have still to build our home together. The one home of peace, where we will right the wrongs of our past. There,we shall hold stead fast this legacy of hope in our ability to achieve freedom, in our capability to sustain forgiveness, in our application of grace and compassion and in the receiving of undying mercy afforded us from on high.

If God grants me the privilege to return to my love, I will build us this home.  It will be a blessing to all the land.   RememberSavannah, not every gift comes wrapped in pretty papers and fancy bows ... Some of the greatest blessings you’ll ever know will come through the blood, sweat and tears of genuine love. In all my days, I have never had much, but all I have and will ever have, I offer to you.

Remain strong Savannah, I will write you, post pictures and videos tell you of my progress. Times will not always be sweet but I will remain true to my vow to you, so help me God. As I travel the coasts, Iwill tell the world of my one true miracle, Savannah. I love you Savannah, be true to you!

Love and light be within you,

TheWagon Lady of Savannah

www.thewagonlady.webs.com