Forty Six

 'Lord I am loved by my family, I am happy to be home but I need my memory. Heather was going to say something but stop. Lord I need your help to know what is taking place, something is not right, I still feel lost. They call me Lin, aren't that what I had dreamed or was it not a dream? It was Doc who called me Lin but how did he know? I am so confuse.'                     

While showering I ponders on those thoughts, "why was he hiding that vital piece of information from me? It was crucial for my memory's return." Feeling as though my head was swelling, 'so many questions, yet there are no answers?'                   

Dressing in a blue and white printed cotton dress, I then slip on a flat sandals on my feet, passing a brush through my hair and adding a slight makeup. Whispering to myself, "there are so many extra things here, that I need to give away."