Mira beats to her own drum. This is a spirit who is ready to give you the truth. Whoever adopts her needs to be ready for reality. She is very quick on telling you who's lying to you in your circle, who is a real friend, who says what about you and such. Her whole life was confusion which she doesn't want for her owner. At 26 she still didn't have life figured out. Mira felt as though everyone else had been handed a map she somehow missed. Every morning she woke up for work, staring at the pale cracks in the ceiling of her small apartment, wondering how a life could feel so full of days yet so empty of direction. She worked a job she’d never dreamed of having, loved people who didn’t always know how to love her back, and carried a quiet fear that time was moving faster than she was. She tried new routines, new plans, new versions of herself. Some weeks she was certain she wanted to go back to school. Other weeks she imagined packing everything into her car and driving until the road felt like an answer. She kept a notebook filled with half-written goals and crossed-out dreams, pages soft from being reopened so many times. She tried love over and over and over with no success. Time was passing her by and in the blink of an eye she was 37. She tells me even at this time everything in life wasn't figured out and she still had no idea the purpose but never wanted her life to end. She sadly would pass away in a freak automobile accident.