Breaking Free is a book of one woman's journey to freedom. I woke up this morning with an idea, a creative thought. I realized that I was no longer lost, but found. The shattered fragments of my life shifted into place, and my concept of self was reestablished. I was imperfect but learning. I saw beauty of spirit, clarity of mind, a loving heart, courage and unfailing strength and said, "Here am I." I remembered that I was a dreamer, always had been, always would be, and I stretched into my old self and I fit "like a well-loved glove." I understood, or perhaps remembered, in that moment that I was special, that the spark that had ignited my soul at birth was intact. That all the impossibilities were but hurdles to be jumped, in a race of "life to be won." My picture of self had survived the war years! Pain was not a part of that but only a tool by which to learn: that forgiveness was part of healing, necessary to survive. That ultimately we have no enemies except the enemy of self. That there were no restrictions on happiness, except those, self-inflicted. There were no dreams that could not be realized except those we had not the courage to dream. Hardships were not handicaps but mere stepping stones to greater faith. Beyond, yet within the stretch of my hands, is the gift of self, God Given. I am the miracle He created. My world will be all that I make it! Humbly I walk, steadily towards eternity, amid endless possibilities. The choices, they are mine!