There was a time in my life when It was impossible for me to listen to this without bawling. I would always think of my mom.
When it came up on my play list this past weekend. I was able to listen to it without tears. I still think it’s a beautiful song, but there is one line whose meaning escapes me.
You trying to say God only lets small hearts live? Is that why the world is in this condition?
My first year of college, I did a major paper on The Civil Rights Movement.
I slept with the lights on for a week.
I am the first generation of my family to grow up in this country.
It isn’t my MS that causes me to pause when I think about having children, it is the target my child will have on him courtesy of me. I don’t like stating such things, it makes me feel as if I’m not trusting EVERYTHING to God, and if I truly am – none of that is my concern. Sometimes it is the most difficult thing to remember.
I don’t understand such hate.
I don’t know if I’m capable – If I am
I don’t want to know.