Like Christmas – Ramble-y Reminiscence 1

After we first moved into the duplex, my sister was able to buy a brand new washing machine and dryer. We have never had a new one in the entirety of our lives, child and adult, until this moment. When she first showed them to me, they were white and shiny and new.

“It’s like Christmas!” I exclaimed and hugged the machines.

(Don’t judge me, they were beautiful.)

(Or judge me, I don’t really care all that much.)

This was something that I often forgot, however, so my sister would take me to look at them every time I had a memory blank.

“It’s like Christmas!” I would exclaim all over again and hug the machines as if I had never seen them before.

She enjoyed this display so much, my sister would take every opportunity to show them to me whenever I forgot that we had moved to the duplex.

I wonder if any who read this have had some kind of similar event in their lives. Not the memory blank, but the same feeling of surprised joy every time they saw something or someone.

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Thanks to all of you, my petition for a public inquiry into missing and murdered aboriginal women has crossed the 300,000 signature mark!! This is the largest show of public support EVER on this issue!

The Federal Government’s stance that a public inquiry is not needed is looking weaker and weaker by the day. Several weeks ago we learned that the RCMP have documented 1186 cases of aboriginal women being murdered or going missing — way higher than anyone previously thought. Following that James Anaya, the UN Special Rapporteur on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples, published a report slamming the Canadian Government for inaction and calling on them to launch a “comprehensive, national inquiry” into the issue of why aboriginal women and girls are vulnerable to abuse.

And of course rallies and vigils are being held almost daily across the country and the media coverage is not letting…

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On the Horizon – Poetry Prompt 25

Sounds are still,
There’s no one around,
Or mayhap they’re tired of the bill?
Reaching out with soundless arms,
My eyes watch as the clouds approach.

It was almost too quiet, but real life didn’t come with background music.

I wonder often how it will all turn out.
So I must continue on without a doubt.

When you make a decision, for better or worse, it was still yours to make.

Can I withstand what will come about?
Oh, I shan’t sit with a moment of doubt!
My faith is given and trust as well,
I know that for some this is a farewell.
No, I must face this head on, and know that
Going through with my life while still at bat.

Written partially for how my life seems to be going at the moment and partially for Pooky’s prompt: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/25/poetry-prompt-25-extended-metaphor/

Disregard

Don’t ever take a fence down until you know the reason it was put up. -G. K. Chesterton

Mary knew why it was in place even if no one else did. Her ‘brother’ certainly didn’t know why it was there. He didn’t bother to ask when he put his plans into action to get her to remove it.

She’d like to think that he wouldn’t have done so if he’d known what consequences its destruction would bring.

“Neil, you won’t like what happens should you see this through.”

He’d sneered at her and ignored her wishes, as usual.

He wouldn’t be able to ignore the outcome, no matter how hardheaded he could be.


Written for yesterday’s Light and Shade Friday Challenge: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/light-and-shade-challenge-friday-30th.html

This also another piece of my Former Guardian timeline that I’ve been slowly working on, but haven’t posted for in recent posts.

Souls of My Shoe – Traces Prompt #4

I can feel it, negativity! -Sailor Moon

What do you do all day?

Do you sit and think of what you’ve lost?

Do you throw in the towel when the fight’s just begun?

 Sometimes I just don’t
Know what to do…
I want to give in,
Stop in the souls of my shoe.
 
Too exhausted to carry on,
I’m tired and worn out.
“Get up you lazy bum!”
You don’t need to shout.
 
Why must you do this?
Try so hard to drag me down,
Almost as if you’ve decided
To run me out of town.
 
Well you know what?
I’m not going to comply.
I’m done with listening to this
And I’m not going to let it get by.
 
I have a life,
Moments of my own,
And I’m not going to let you stop me
And take what I have grown.
 
If you want to be down
And let your life turn to ash,
Then do so if you will
Though I think such actions are rash.
 
Because there’s so much more out there,
Waiting for you to stand up;
To take what has been given
And never give it up.
 
It may take you some time
To come to terms with this,
Until you do so,
You I will surely miss.
 
Just know that I will always be here,
Waiting for you to come home.
Sitting outside each evening,
And missing you while you roam.
 
Because this is a decision
That only you can make.
And from you I will never
Try your life to take.
 
So learn and grow
And always my friend,
I hope you know
That in my heart you’ll have a place.

Written in response to Olianna’s Traces Prompt: http://tracesofthesoul.wordpress.com/2014/05/29/traces-prompt-4-stop-raining-on-my-parade/#like-10040

And because I’ve had to watch people I love walk away from me because they needed to grow and it was something that I could not help with. And because sometimes I have been the one to walk away, because there were things I needed to know for myself that I could not learn through another.

Thank you, Olianna, for this incredible prompt today.

 

Sister Starts – Thankful Thursday

Today I am grateful for many things, but mostly I’m grateful that I’m still here and that I have my family with me. Today is a little different because today is sort of the day that we begin.

It’s not my parents’ anniversary, it’s not the day they met. No, today is different.

Today is the day that my eldest sister, the first of my parents’ children, was born. We, the children (or the Siblings, as we call each other now that there are children running around our feet too) began today and we lasted a good long while (my parents had children for over a decade).

But my eldest sister was the first.

 

So I am grateful for her, even when we don’t get along and we just want to throttle one another, I love her and am thankful for what she has taught me throughout my life. (She is the reason I know how to do hair in any way, though I still have a lot of practice to do.)

Look for the original Thankful Thursday here: http://mithriluna.wordpress.com/2014/05/29/thankful-thursday-a-bright-future/