Who will be Moved to Stop the Cruel Child Separation Policy?

Fair warning and disclaimer: these opinions are, in fact, my own.

Move.

Families across the globe move because they are forced to flee. Many more remain in hiding, are tortured, and die a long, slow, and painful death of body and spirit.

Homes are ripped away due to war. Discrimination. Segregation. Oppression.

Asylum, a word of hope.

A process of desperation.

Shall I ever have to plead for Asylum? I don’t know. Policies, as they stand currently, mean my family is not welcome to relocate in most English-speaking countries. We are born Americans. However, if we want to emigrate, or if circumstances

Ten Lessons from the FTSF Blogging Community

Sundays are my most guarded day. It’s the morning that I get to write. Then, throughout the day I do the prep and caring duties of laundry and cooking and bills and other what-nots necessary to be ready for the coming week. Also, Sundays I take time to read other blogs.

Several Sundays ago, while reading the variety of words that my friends at the Finish the Sentence Friday blog hop gang created, I thought, I learn so much from this scattered group of writers. So, I popped an email to the fearless co-leader, Kristi and said, let’s talk

April is…

Your Heart

in that antiseptic room

your tiny chest opened

 

once considered a miracle

living

recovery

 

now science

medical

possible

 

in my wallet

a diagram

a heart

with arrows

circles

concerns

 

I run

with you

running you

through life

 

For enough life

whatever we get

should be enough

 

Is that possible?

probably not

we take

create

pack in

every minute

 

all we get is

a few precious minutes

here and there

 

you

make minutes matter

you

bring joy

you

create hope

you

teach purpose

you

 

your heart

beautiful beating heart

 

I keep watching

keep watching you

and your heart…

 

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So, in April I tend to go to the hard moments that came from the April’s before, including handing my sweet baby over to heart surgery all those years ago. We had a long reprieve from

Today’s Topic: Laughter

In 7th grade, I prepared my first, “front of class” speech. My topic: laughter. Why do we laugh? More than just funny, sometimes out of nervousness, fear, and breaking tension. I included some cheesy, cheesy jokes, to…you know…break the ice.

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I’m told that my father’s family once said to my mother, “The problem with your family is you judge happiness by laughter.” I’ve reflected on both what’s true, and maybe not so bad, about this perspective. I should write a post about that…later.

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I recently wrote, “LEARNING TO CELEBRATE LOVE” I put a lot of thought into it (more than