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today i emailed
a woman helping teen girls
and their new babies
i asked if i could
share my things with mom and babe
and make a diff’rence
(clickin?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢ the logo may take you to more haikus)
today i emailed
a woman helping teen girls
and their new babies
i asked if i could
share my things with mom and babe
and make a diff’rence
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Yesterday, one of MPs suggestions was “Listen to someone that you disagree with” – so I did.
BlogHer had two excellent posts this week, first came the posting of Why I’m Pro-Life by Shannon who just sponsored the Rocks in my Dryer bloggy giveaway carnival and then came the Why I’m Pro-Choice by Maria Niles. (I gotta tell you, I did post a comment and then part of that comment was pulled out and given an AMEN by Lisa Stone who signs my BlogHer checks. DUDE!)
Generally speaking, the dialogue that took place on both threads was productive. (In my opinion, the comments in the early part of the pro-life thread took an ugly turn – but that’s my opinion, and I only share it because if you go to read the thread (and I really do encourage you to – I learned some things) I just want you to be aware that it’s not all a cake walk) There are many, many valuable stories in these threads. Women tell of first hand experience of being pro-life and then faced with the the reality that they would die if they carried their children to term. Women who have had abortions tell why they are or are not pro-life/pro-choice at this time. Women who have placed their children up for adoption tell of how that ain’t all a bed of happily ever after roses either. From both sides, again and again I read messages of how *these women are REAL and these women need our help*.
I learned. It wasn’t always an easy read, but I did it, and it was good for me.
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Last night I was missing my grandpa.
At first I thought it was because my mom had mentioned today that he’d been such a beanpole build that it was no surprise that those genes combined with Scout’s genes would make such a tall and skinny boy.
Then I realized that we are entering the Easter season and the last day I saw him was Easter Sunday. In all these years, I haven’t quite been able to move past the Good Friday aspect of the season and into the resurrection celebration.
So it is no wonder that I am missing him. It is my season of missing him, as I have done for half my life now.
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Last year I was “great with child” and had no desire to observe Lent. This year I feel a pull to do something … I don’t know what feels right to me. I don’t think I have the will for a sacrifice. At this time I feel like I want to give. I feel … I feel blessed enough to share.
(Which isn’t to say that I am without fear and worry, my dad is back in the hospital for the 3rd time since the beginning of December – and as I typed the above paragraph, that hit me hard and I, like the girl in Zoolander (ed Cricket totally called me out – it’s Dodgeball not Zoolander – which the best part is I *looked it up* to make sure I didn’t screw up the reference – and I *still* did), almost threw up in my mouth a little bit.)
Mrs. Flinger’s “A Diet A Day” approach has worked for her – Perhaps Dawn’s “A Lent A Day” will work for me.
For those of you of the Christian persuasion – do you do anything for Lent?
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