I start every morning by sending my family off to work/school. And then I come downstairs and I turn on the computer and log in to CNN to look at the faces there and remind myself of what is important; cry over what has been lost. And then I sit back and reflect...
There is a my daughter, so proud in a C.A.P. uniform. A uniform that brings tears to my eyes, because it is battle dress. And I think of a family in Wisconsin crying over the loss of a girl-only a girl- who wanted to be a soldier. And I wish I could turn my daughter into someone with different goals, but I can't.
There is my son. Such a sweet face. "mommy come play with me" "I'm hungry" "Can I watch Scooby Doo". And I think of a moment that may come when someone rips him away from me, sticks a gun in his hand and sends him on his way to spill his blood on the sand for that someone's own interests. I think of all the little boys who are never going to get to talk with their mommies again.
There is my husband. He is a strong, straight arrow type. Last night, I watched him cry over something that is beyond both of us. Something that he cannot make right for me, and that is all he wants. I have only seen him cry the day his father died. And I think of how I don't want to be responsible for one tear spilled onto the beard that I adore so much when it's pressed against my cheek.
So there is all this "stuff"....and it's important stuff, but I don't want to think about it. What do I do? I go back to my computer and I type in the address for this place. Okay, actually I grab the bookmark. And all is good...
I can Post a picture of my dog/cat/self Vote for dingbat Robb for the hundredth time Get in an argument because we all know the Packers are the best Send a cyber hug to someone who really needs it Threaten Zomby with squirrel poop Tease Dookus with pictures of my beloved Jessie Get a lift from a matcom news story Giggle at the VelmaD/GOPisEvil interplay Check out HeyHEY's latest bear Spot a troll (heheheeh) Threaten to make okra for NSMA Congratulate those who newyawker brings to our attention for congratulations....
and basically,
forget about what is real for awhile. What is not real in my life, right here at this moment, is the thought that the majority of the board-people we have all come to know and enjoy for the most part-would ever conscientiously offend me, or hurt me. There's too much of that in the real world right now. For me, this is just a place. A place where there are so many good people, I find it difficult to find a fault like that with one...Even though there are some who don't particularly care for me, the sum of you brings me back each day...
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