I thought it was hilarious when Pres Obama threatened the lives of teenage stars but I’m downright in awe at what this father did for his son to save his life during a car crash in Australia.
He took the full hit sparing his son from any harm at all. This is father of the year doing “whatever it takes” . Bravo!!!
The Jonas Brothers turned up at Saturday’s White House Correspondents’ Association dinner. President Obama said his daughters are huge fans but he added a warning: “Boys don’t get any ideas. I have two words for you: predator drones. You will never see it coming. You think I’m joking.”
If threatening the lives of tween stars isn’t funny enough for you try this here:
There are two versions of this song, one makes me want to sing, the other makes me want to cry. This is Scott Stapp (lead singer of Creed) singing the song “Broken”.
This team has been known for years but today is the first I’ve ever heard of them. Today is a good day! I’m happy I know of their story. Of all the moments in this video that touch the heart there’s one sentence that makes me take pause. The father said of his son, “He’s happier than 95% of the population.” Hmmm, imagine that, happier than the wealthiest, than the poorest, the fastest, the most famous. Happy. Wow.
Because of the snow I was unable to get in to his office to talk to him so we had our session over the phone. We talked about the movie The Tie That Binds and how I was uncertain which part of the little girl’s behavior was real and which part was Hollywood made. The little girl talked to her dolls and confided in them. Dr. D said little kids do that with their toys. That made me sad because I never did that, it never crossed my mind to. I mean, I didn’t have dolls but I wonder if I had them if I’d have talked to them or slept beside them. Would I have named them? Who knows.
We talked about how children identify themselves as children because they’re under the authority of adults. That’s not the only reason but that’s one of them. I commented that maybe the reason I never saw myself as a child was because my authority figure was a bit different. I didn’t have a set bedtime. I missed school whenever she felt like picking up and going somewhere just because she wanted to that day. I didn’t do a load of laundry, a sink of dishes or many household chores until my sophomore year in High School. Past the 2nd grade I wasn’t required to clean my room. I didn’t have the regular limitations or guidelines other people my age had. What I had was a regimen of “vitamins”, “trauma training” and incest. I didn’t learn to cross the street on my own until my sophomore year which is the year I went to live with my English teacher. What an awakening that was.
The question has arisen: It’s been eighteen years, does it still feel the same as when you first started observing this day? Answer: No, it feels better each year.
So why do I observe February 2nd of each year? I observe it because I made it out of there. I lived through it and went on to work towards thriving. Too many survivors didn’t make it out alive or made it out with scars that left them without human compassion or the ability to connect to any living thing. I made it out with my heart which seemed impossible to do under the circumstances. Another reason I observe this day is that too many, way too survivors died without us knowing their name, without us knowing their struggles so I take a moment each February 2nd to honor them.
Each year that passes that I stay away from that family I say loud and clear, “It’s over. You can’t hurt me anymore.” Each year that passes I get stronger and stronger and the resolve is harder to break. February 2nd is a moment of pride because I managed something I was never prepared for. I managed something I was told I could never do but here I am, 18 years later living.
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