Trying To Walk In Beauty

I came into this world during the birthing of baby eaglets, in the month of February. A lil’ girl, a lil’ Navajo girl with a very humble beginning. My father’s first daughter. I can only hope and imagine that he loved me so much that he couldn’t bear to see me cry or hurt. That I was his little princess in all sense of his world and because of me, he wanted to make something of himself so he could give me the world. But it didn’t work out that way for me or for him. This, I will never know because I never knew my father. He abandoned my mother, my sisters, and I when we were very young. And it seems like, ever since then, I have been trying to walk in beauty.