My giant.

The love and care of a protecting giant can not be matched. When most people talk about the giants in their lives; there are those that hurriedly associate it as being the same as a child's imagination, OK; I'll buy that. At the beginning of my existence my giant protected me from all potential harm that had me in it's sight's and targeted for destruction. I can remember seeing my giant face hardships and lacking food while instead feeding me and my four siblings. My giant being strong and wise along with being gentle also, proven by; when been hug and carried there were never any marks are bruises, my giant voice was as rivers of strong but gentle waves, and the presence of my giant caused some to wonder how was it possible to exist in such small quarters and among so many adversaries and not be beaten down or deviate from protecting me and my siblings. My giant hands and heart extended far beyond what seem to be humanly possible, and my giant has never allowed it's strength and sometimes weakness to interfere or stop what was needed to be done for me and family, friends. My giant could and would stand against systems cultivated for the controlling and destroying of giants and what prove to be dear to them.Whats most rewarding and of great appreciation for me is how my giant use to and still do, talk with me concerning source from which originated and sustains it's strength. I pray that there are others with a giant like mine. By the way; my giant is four feet two inches in height and her name is mom!

Written by: Coach James Joseph.

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