Sunday, March 20, 2011

Some other beginning's end.

Lost a beautiful woman this morning.

Friday, March 11, 2011

A Deafening Quiet.

We spend every day of our lives trying to become something significant.
We work harder to get raises and promotions.
We get more money, we buy better things. 
Better educations for our children.
Better technology.
Better futures.

We hold rallies for equal rights, raise money to help those in need.
We protest against evil-doers and we battle constantly for the political affiliation
of our choosing.

We stop speaking to family members over single arguments.
 We leave loved ones behind, in search of something greater.

And in those quiet moments, when the entire world is watching as the Earth rebels against it's helpless inhabitants, we become eerily aware of how insignificant it all is.

Tonight that feeling is heavy on my heart.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Fuck Cancer.

There aren't a lot of unifying themes in this country - not many things you could say that everyone really stands behind, but I feel like a rally cry of "Fuck Cancer" is something we can all support.

Except maybe, those assholes who say things like, "God has a plan for everything. "
Really?  Because I don't want anything to do with a God who couldn't figure out a way to make his "divine plan" magic happen without giving someone a crippling, painful disease first.

Anyway, so, in a little more than two weeks, a suspicious dark spot on a chest x-ray turned into stage four cancer for my grandmother, in pretty much every part of her body from the neck down.

I was raised Assembly of God, and left the church about the same time I left high school, opting for logic over faith.  I still find myself getting bitter towards any possible deities, though, when tragedy strikes.  What if there really is something in charge of this whole place?  What kind of asshole...?

My grandma is the gorgeous one in the top right corner.  Those eight kids are hers.
  They produced 23 grandkids, who have so far produced 16 
great-grandkids (and growing bi-weekly).  This is not a family ready to lose 
their Monna yet.