Wednesday, January 8, 2020

January 8th

It doesn't have any other name.  It doesn't make the list of mass shootings on the chyrons.  It was a big deal and then not so much of one and every now and then it comes around again.
1/8/19
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It feels like yesterday and it feels like history and it's always a fact. It's with me, the prickly pieces usually resting in their box in the back corner of my mind, the consequences tickling the edges of my consciousness, the background noise of my life.

I'd do it again.  I'm not sorry we went. 

I wish it had never happened.
1/8/18
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I look fit and put-together.... and I know that CTG will still have comments.

I love that about her; it makes her who she is: a perfect little girl who is quite pleased with herself, with the world, with life in general.  She wants everyone to be just as happy as she is.... and that seems to include accessories these days, at least for this 9 year old.
1/8/15
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I stand on a platform held up by the souls of those lost and damaged on January 8th . That's ... the easy answer when someone wants to know how I manage to go on. 

I am here and capable while so many are not; it would be disgraceful to do nothing with the life I have before me.
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4 comments:

  1. Always thinking about you today. Thank you for being you, and for constantly inspiring me to make my voice heard when I was young. I owe the majority of my desire to help change the world to you, so thank you.
    -Tay

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    1. AH, Elisabeth, so glad to know you are still using yours!
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  2. We carry on. We must. I am proud of you. I cry for you and all those gone, hurt ,or hurting

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    1. Thank you, Nerthus. We met around this...... it feels like no time and forever.
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