I will never forget you, I promise. I will never forget all the ways you were there for me. I wish I could have been there for you in your final moments. I wish I could have given you a last kiss or rubbed your nose one last time, just the way you always liked it. I wish I could have have a day, an hour, a minute longer with you. I wish I didn’t have to miss you so soon. I will never, ever forget you, Daisy. I will never forget the love you gave me for 16 years, the way you made me laugh and the way you comforted me. At least now you’re no longer in pain and in that, I can take comfort. I love you. Rest in peace, my beautiful baby girl.
So my mom and I have been working the same waitress job for 5-6 years now. She had been waitressing years before, but this is recently. Anyway, about… 15 minutes ago this guy she waited on left and told her to take care. Just that. Prior to this she had talked to him about Italy. Her people are from Florence, this and that, and she said she’s never been. She’s got 8 years of art education and she’s working a waitress job. It’s pretty… Sad and disappointing, I guess. Her and my father divorced 6 years ago and she hasn’t had a real job ever. Just been stuck in a small town she’s not from.
This man who we have never seen before tipped her 1000 dollars for a trip to Italy. Walked out, not another word.
…you know. Just when I start to lose faith in humanity….Hm.
Make no mistake about it — enlightenment is a destructive process. It has nothing to do with becoming better or being happier. Enlightenment is the crumbling away of untruth. It’s seeing through the facade of pretense. It’s the complete eradication of everything we imagined to be true.
Never allow other people’s opinions of you to limit what you do, feel, think or say. Life is too short to waste time living within the boundaries that others have set for you and themselves…Buck the social norm and live outside the box.
What is wrong with us? We spend all this money going to China, going to Russia to adopt children, all the while American children are left to become pimps on the streets. Why don’t we adopt American children, send them to Harvard? Of course the answer is obvious: It isn’t sexy to adopt a child from the foster care system. Go to China and bring a five-year old home and friends will pat you on the back and tell you what an answer to prayer you are for that child. Go to Cleveland and adopt a five-year-old out of the foster care system and your friends will start praying for you. Then they will quit having you over for dinner and there will be no play dates for your adopted child with their children because who knows what sorts of atrocities the child from Cleveland has seen? And, by golly, their first job is to protect their own children, not expose them to the likes of America’s homeless children.
I’ve never been personal witness to a stronger case for the selfish nature and self-fulfilling prophecies of “answered prayers” or “the Lord’s leading” than with the recent uptick in foreign adoptions by well-to-do American Christians.