27/31 Marriage Equality

With everything that has been of facebook I wanted to address why I believe people should allowed to marry who they want.

For many years, our government has believed in separation of Church and State.  Therefore, this is not a God/Bible related issue.

People are people.  Some of us love boys, some of us love girls.  We don't choose whom we love. Our hearts are created a certain way.  We fall in love with the person that fulfills our heart desires.

End of Discussion.

For those of you who want to make it a God issue. Shame on you.  The Jesus I know loves everyone.  According to the Bible, I've sinned and can never remarry because I divorced my husband. Well, guess what...that rule some how no longer applies because people do this ALL the time. Some Christians like to pick and choose which laws/rules of the Bible they want to live by.  I'm choosing to live by what my heart feels is right.  I would never say to the people I love that are gay you don't have the right to marry. They do.

So you need to decide if you want to be on the side of people who hate and discriminate?  Fine. But do it away from me.  You won't change my mind.  So let it go. 

25/31 SOLC Routine

Back into our old routine,
break is over,
less than seventy days until summer.

We can make it!

24/31

Going to Target is always fun with my entourage. As I was looking for a new wallet I hear Grace gasp, "I'm a Dora girl!!" I'm afraid I just assumed she was talking about the Nick character. "Really? I thought you were more princess or Barbie," I reply without looking at her.

She sighs reallllllllyyyyy big. I turn and my goose is wearing a hello kitty fedora. Last week I told her I thought she and I were fedora girls. She can pull off a fedora.

23/31 Saying Good-Bye is Never Easy

I have a confession. I'm not good at losing loved ones. Watching them leave this place and onto the next. I feel myself curling up into the fetal position in my heart. As I sit by the bed and watch. My heart breaks. Millions of pieces shatter. I've watched this happen too many times. I know that with life comes death. But with death comes loss and pain. When I look at you I can here your voice,"Hey, Doll!" Except, you can't say those words anymore. Which makes my heart yearn to hear it. I love you. You made me feel like the most special niece in the world. I'm going to miss you. I miss you already. May the angels wrap you in their arms as you leave our world into the next.

22/31

I can remember learning to read at the kitchen table. Working so hard on the letters and the sounds and making sense of the Sentences and paragraphs. But, when it all clicked it opened up a world of the unknown.

Now, as I sit and watch Grace learning her Pre-reading skills. And how it's clicking I'm getting so excited for her. I can't wait to introduce her to all my favorites. And instead of me reading them...her reading them to me.

She is such a hard worker learning how to overcome her learning issues. I'm so proud of my baby. She's a fighter.

21/31

Today is 3/21, World Down syndrome day. I love my little E, but Down syndrome is just a small piece of our life. We don't let it define us. My dream is that one day all people will accept others. I mean really who could resist a smile, a hug, or a kiss from my sweetie?

20/31 SOLC THOUGHTS IN THE NIGHT

I hate those nights. The nights that overwhelm the soul. It weeps. There is no numbing the pain; no painkiller or drink strong enough. For it's the realization that I'm in this alone. I weep for the stupid nineteen year old who believed in I love you's. I weep for the momma who wakes everyday thinking this is the day everyone sees her miserable failures. I weep for the broken heart who just wants to be loved. I weep uncontrollable body shattering sobs until the sun comes. For when it rises, I too must rise and be strong and be brave. Though the sun shines on my face, the night rages on inside my mind as I continue to cry silently. Bearing it alone. For I'm not able to receive love or to be loved. I don't know why Venus has doomed me on my journey. Forcing me to take my path alone. At this moment in the night, I would give anything to feel arms around me or hands caressing my face and here the words, "It'll be okay." Instead I reassuringly tell myself these words only for them to fall flatly into the air. Echoing. A reminder that no one's there.