Of loss

It’s been since last September’s end since you moved out of the work body you wore.

Seasons come and gone.

And now you’re on your way to the beach in California via ride along.

Probably looking at the container of ashes with some irony.

I have dreams of you often.  And I cling to the most ridiculous things in a way that I don’t understand.


I miss you in the physical.  The last year of or texts and knowing.  Of women connected once again.

I miss you, but you’re hear with me often…

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OK! THIS should be looked at by the lupus community. I’m gonna share this link with the foundation.
Imagine if it was this simple. Nature… so I could go outside…again!



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Wash. Base Back In Spotlight After Shootings “…soldiers from the base have been involved in violent incidents in the past few years, including four soldiers convicted of killing Afghan civilians in 2010 as part of a “kill squad.” Also in 2010, three other soldiers “suffered dangerous public mental breakdowns” after returning from Afghanistan, with two of them shot to death by police, according to the Stars and Stripes military newspaper. This year, a former soldier from the base is believed to have shot a Washington park ranger to death on New Year’s Day. Twelve soldiers on the base committed suicide in 2010, according to the base’s Northwest Guardian newspaper. Last month, Army officials said the forensic psychiatric review process at the base’s Madigan Army Medical Center was itself being reviewed. “This was not just a rogue soldier,” said Jorge Gonzalez, executive director of G.I. Voice, a veteran-run nonprofit organization that operates a soldiers’ resource center near the base called Coffee Strong. The base is “a rogue base, with a severe leadership problem,” he said.”


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All of Us. Here. Now…

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Support the First Amendment with 1 for All (via WordPress.com News)

This, I am looking forward to.
I love reading and seeing in my mind what people have for a story by what they write…
This is awesome!

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Statistics of Fading Parents

I remember a time when things were simpler…
Perhaps remembering it is what makes thing unbearable at times.

I just do not understand how some parents can be cruel, and forget what love means. Forget their children, or just put them out of mind when it suits them.
It doesn’t matter how old the child is. Something like that affects the mind and soul deep down, and I’m not sure it’s repairable. It may scar over time, but the wound is always there… A constantly random reminder of your worth to the blood running in your veins. The DNA ties that you wish you could just dig out.
I’ve come to a point where I don’t care, or want to know where I came from anymore. And, I hope my own children get here sooner than I did in regards to their father.
There’s a reason laws are in place for child support. And, to think a parent would rather live as if he/she never had kids is appalling to me.
The sheer statistics of how many of these warts on society has got to tell people something.

More and more, I feel people should get a license to bare children…

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This Autumn so far

  The smell of autumn in the air lately. There’s nothing like it; pencil erasers, and the wood shavings from sharpeners, paper… woodsmoke from stoves and fireplaces. And, that little cold snap of clear air in the mornings.

I’ve been thinking a lot about the EVPs we got about a year and a half ago from the old mill that was abandoned, but is now almost finished being renovated into an odd pairing of new parking garage, and offices that will still have the brick shell of the mill. The parking garage stands out like a sore thumb-concrete and glass… I cannot get used to how off and odd the two stuck together look now.
Anyway, I know the place is haunted given the evps…we got. And, I wonder if some things might happen in th garage, and offices. Will car alarms go off more, or will people assume vandals (and, we DO have some idiots in town) might be causing mishaps…maybe electrical problems… Will people in the offices experience the call of that boy? See him?
I find it sad, and it bothers me that he’s still there.
What does he think has happened?

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