bjukuri
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I am painted black
Dialoguing with people who see life with a different perspective is both enlightening and disheartening at the same time. (A brother-in-law messaged me on facebook.) It strengthens my stance and clears my vision, and leaves me feeling the distance I have… Continue reading
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What I can verify.
My brother wrote a post on his blog, www.messyguru.typepad.com called, Rumor Has It. I looked up the definition of Rumor and it said, “Unverified report.” I wonder how much of each of our lives gets by us unverified?… Continue reading
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I blame you too.
In the past two weeks, I have been trying to glean the attention of the Detective in order to pass on suspicious names, names we keep hearing repeatedly from different circles all having to do with criminal sexual abuse with… Continue reading
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We go to the outside.
On facebook a blog was shared, and I went and had a look. http://extoots.blogspot.com/ I browsed a few posts and came upon an article that was referred to on a posted dated, April 30th. http://www.hs.fi/english/article/Shedding+light+on+child+abuse+among+the+Laestadians/1135265532861 While reading that article, it… Continue reading
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Stories of Fiction.
What they don’t tell you is that while you are finding out who you are, you will isolate your self from your old life; you will become a stranger there, while becoming your own best friend. My five sisters are… Continue reading
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A dream for me.
Some days are filled with contrasts that keep you from mulling anything, you go from event to situation to more incoming information, past, present and future… This ride at times seems to be moving at super fast speeds, going so… Continue reading
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Believe Them
The Unhealthy Truth, by Robyn O’Brien and Rachel Kranz was discussed on Sirius Radio yesterday. I have not read the book, but was intrigued by what she was saying. They were discussing the way our food here in the United… Continue reading
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Without your truths.
I sat with my old self yesterday and caught a glimpse of how I used to be, how if it weren’t for the truth exploding into our family, where I too would be caught. I saw her living in… Continue reading
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Wearing a Tag, “Family”.
My daughter waved her hand above her head in a crazy type way in explanation to who I am… Nuts. Yep, nuts…over zealous about abuse, that I will give up family for it, that I will sever relationships for it. … Continue reading
