This is something I was thinking about the other day when I saw the Pope on TV and when I saw several news reports on the subject of his speech. First off, let me say this entry is NOT about my belief about the guilt of the church. This entry is NOT about the crimes, the survivors, the priests or even religion. It’s about those caught in the middle and about what they must be feeling.
Daily Archive for May 3rd, 2010
My little vampire ran away. For two hours I had no idea where she was. I looked all over the place. I called her name, walked around but nothing. Gus went outside to use the restroom and Mary Jane rushed right out with him and was gone in a flash. I was both mad and sad but mostly sad cause my little person was gone all gone. About two hours later my door bell rang and a neighbor told me he’d found her wandering around. He said had she not had on tags he would have just chased her out of his yard. Thank goodness for tags.
Mary Jane’s tags have my name, my number and my long time email address on yahoo. On the back of the tags in small caps it says: I am loved. I’m so happy she was found but now I’m pissed at her for worrying me to death. She’s too pretty to be out there in the mud messing around.
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