Jerri

I am Jerri. Enviously in awe of the musiclally gifted. Nanny by trade. Artist by shadow. I currently feel a desire creeping over me to learn about how our brains work, so have applied for uni to study psychology. I am, as are we all, Many little-large things and various large-little things. A Sister. A daughter. An Auntie. An Old friend. A new friend. A girlfriend. A stranger. A Lover. A Confidant. A healer. A memory. A photograph (or two or three.) A writer. A reader. Blissfully oblivious. Painfully aware. Hungry. Contented. Fidgety. Still. A Listner. A Shouter. A singer in the car. A giver. A taker. As stuborn as hell...but with the right approach, far too easy to persuade. Gullible. Tangible to some. A Gohst to others. I am ready. I am waiting. I am searching. I am trusting. I look far into people. Often not far enough. Often too far. I Like to delight in things. In colour in sound in people in places in ideas in what is to be and in what has been. I like you to delight with me. I am a dreamer and a holder of things that should be let go of.I am never sure. Today I am joyfull. I am trying.