Sometimes I am like Little Red Riding Hood: sweet. Sometimes I am like Grandmother: loving and tender. Sometimes I am like the Big Bad Wolf: unpleasant and rotten.
The Hunter comes and cuts me out of myself when the wolf has taken over. It is a side of me I must accept, but it is a side of me I will choose not to live from.
Photos - I was recently reunited with one of my favorite childhood dolls. My sister recently moved and we found her in the back of a closet. I thought she was long gone! This is a flip-flop, topsy-turvy doll. Grandmother once had a sleeping cap to wear to hide her wolf-y edge.