It would be interesting to discover how many children who waited in vain for a hero to come and save them became heroes themselves.
I bet a whole lot of children who were neglected, abused or assaulted decided to create a better world for someone else.
Decided to right the wrongs done to them by stepping in to make sure history didn’t repeat.
Rewrites the story for someone else.
There’s comfort in that for me
Look at the statistics.
I mean really look at the faces behind the statistics.
Children go hungry,
It haunts me
So many moments I swore I’d never forget. When did they slip away?
The smell of a lover’s skin,
The anguish of a first love lost.
The enchantment of watching The Nutcracker Suite live for the first time.
Perhaps not lost, just momentarily misplaced.
Welcome back dear friends
For the past fourteen years I have had a rare blood disorder.
Sometimes it is in remission and life sails along. Sometimes it’s an annoyance and sometimes it’s dangerous.
Recently I had to step away from visiting my favorite place on earth, Lake Tahoe, because my health was too precarious.
Logical choice though a bit heart breaking.
These are the moments when you get to choose to fight or surrender and sometimes surrendering means you get to fight another day.
Eat desert first
It is our duty as humans to care.
Years ago there was a woman in my life who could no longer see a purpose in staying alive. She was really just an acquaintance but I was her choice of lifeline. For months she would call five to ten times a day sometimes pleading with me to permit her to die.
Of course I beseeched her to seek help and eventually I contacted her brother,though I had sworn not to. Time and medication stabilized her and I was no longer needed. But it taught me never to look the other way, to always speak up and offer assistance.
What about you?
Can you help?
Do you need help?
Text 741741 suicide hotline
Or the fear of it, with certain things
In a few areas
Make my blood run cold
Haunts my nights
It’s the monster under the bed