She dresses to suit her mood.
She feeds off the energy of others, she feeds off the beauty and power of nature.
She is not perfect, nor does she aspire to be. She sees imperfections as uniqueness, and uniqueness as wonderful.
She is young at heart, and can play with the reckless abandon of a child.
She can find solitude deep within herself, a calm serene peacefulness.
She cares profoundly, and loves deeply. She is fiery, she is calm, she is who she is and she is proud of the person she has become.
The girl with the red balloon fills her life with adventure and passion, much like the balloon filled to the brim with air she fills her days with as much as she can to bring fullness into her life.
She takes risks and she loves challenges, she loves to give of herself to make others feel good.
She hates unfair acts and hatred towards others.
She cries when she is happy, she cries when she is sad.
She believes with all her heart that life should be as simple and carefree as possible.
That life should be a collection of beautiful and fun moments.
I am the girl who if given a giant red balloon will treat it like the most precious thing on earth.
I am the girl who would feel a moment of sadness if that balloon were to burst, yet I am the person who has learnt not to dwell on this and to instead feel gratitude that I even had this beautiful balloon at all, and to feel a moment of sadness is better than never feeling anything at all.
I am a tiny girl with a giant red balloon, grateful for each and every experience in my life.