There’s been too much death lately. The hashtags and the “Pray for ______________” slogans have all began to run together in my head. Another bombing, stabbing, shooting…and more lost lives. While the rest of us mourn for a few days/weeks and then resume our lives as they were before the latest tragedy, some people’s lives …
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I can speak. Loudly. Boldly. Even eloquently. Always quickly. Often peppered with examples or stories Or with seemingly endless questions. Words can flow out of my mouth with relative ease It seems. That’s what they all think. That’s what they all say. That’s what they all believe. I know better, though. It’s an illusion. Because …
A werewolf. A vampire. A ghost. A witch. A zombie. All mythical beings frequently found in literature and cinema, Inducing fear and/or awe for centuries. Not human, but existing both in and parallel to the human world. Not human, but intertwined with the human world. Not human, but who truly is? Do humans not embody …
Please God, keep my babies with me. Please God, keep my babies with me. Please God, don’t let them take my kids. I’ll do anything, anything. Just let me keep my kids. My kids. My kids. Please God. Don’t let them. Please don’t let them take my kids. Please. Please. Please don’t let them take …
Hi everyone. It happened. It was horrible. And it’s going to happen again, soon (date not yet confirmed). It was NOT what I expected; it was WORSE. I have a headache from endless crying, but I think I needed to get it out. I was sad. Now I’m mad. I’m mad because the truth is …
Dearest friends, (I hope you all don’t mind a blog post as an update. I know it’s not the same as responding to people individually, but it’s all I am able to manage right now. I hope you can all “feel” my heart through my words.) When I tentatively rejoined/reconnected with the “real world” today …
I lied to them. Over two years ago when we finally brought them home, after all those years of bureaucracy and fighting to make it happen. They were finally home. Home. I wrapped my arms around them and told them this was their home. Their mom. Their dad. Their siblings. They’d never have to leave; …
