I was all set to talk about the fabulous week I had and the Christmas parties I attended, and all the shenanigans that go with the holidays, and about a special email I received last night. But now is not the time for such a post. Now is the time to grieve, to pray, to come together as a nation, to hug your children, your nieces and nephews, extra tight. Now is the time, to tell your loved ones that you love them, to embrace them, to forgive, to not harbor ill will. Now is the time to appreciate every.single.day or your life. There's enough madness and chaos going on in this world of ours, let's not add to it, by getting involved in meaningless debates on gun control or politics or blame. NOW IS NOT THE TIME. I'm so incredibly sad today. I want to cry, but can't. The tears just won't come. I'm crying on the inside. I just feel heartbroken. Those poor children, the brave little girls and little boys. The ones that won't be home for Christmas, or ever again. It breaks my heart. What is going on in this world? What is going on???
Tonight, when you get home, hug your wife, your husband, your kids. your siblings, your parents, whoever holds your heart, hug them for every parent that won't be able to do that anymore.
Hello! Welcome to my world! I plan to write tid bits about my life, musings of my "sitcom worthy" dating life, poetry and short stories to entice you into reading my blog. Happy reading and thanks for dropping by!
Friday, December 14, 2012
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Chapter 56
The sunlight peeping through the curtains, stir her from her sleep. Her eyes open and she rubs them a bit before sitting up in bed. Eyes n...
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Part fiction, part true. A good mix of events that transpired. Trying to make it into a short story. What do you think? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
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Walking into the dimly lit bar that I had agreed to meet a friend, I immediately recognized it. Inhaled it. Felt it. To this day, I ...
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I long to be touched I yearn to feel Awaken this still heart of mine Steal my time with your kisses your desire you. Let consequenc...
2 comments:
Yvonne, what a great from the heart and yet sad post.
My personal belief is that when we cry openly or just inside ourselves, God cries with us.
Don- yes, I truly believe he cries with us, too.
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