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Jul. 6th, 2011 | 10:05 pm
This word has become increasingly profound to me over the last year and a half. I wonder about Casey Anthony today. She was found Not Guilty. I honestly have not been following the case and I only know that the world believes that a woman, guilty of killing her four year old little girl, has walked free. What is family to her? She accused her dad and brother of sexually molesting her, and is now being accused of killing her daughter so that she can party more? Something about this situation completely ignites a fire in my stomach. If a mother is capable of something like this, to not only take a life - but the life of her daughter, what part of "mother" was she? Family is a word to me that connects deeper and stronger then any other link that humans can share.
I was at the dog park tonight while Adam was practicing with his band. A little boy called to me from outside the fence, after a few moments of watching the dogs. He asked me if he was allowed to come in? I asked how old he was and he said 9? I told him that he had to being either 9 or 10 but I couldn't remember. He looked at the sign and he told me that the rule was 10. He said "well i can be 10!". I told him he should ask his mother, that it wasn't up to me, but sometimes dogs jump, and that can be scary. He said "my mom doesn't care" and he came and sat right next to me. I enjoyed his company and wondered about what he said "My mom doesn't care". Maybe she didn't, or maybe she did... but either way he was sitting next to me and we were talking about instincts of dogs. I enjoyed the company of my little friend tonight ( i wish I asked his name). I can't help to think of Laike at 9 years old. Will i really not care where or what he is doing at 9:00 at night? Will I let him right his bike around town without telling me where he is going? It is hard to believe I will ever let go that much. It has been hard enough to start weaning him!
I was talking with my dad a few weeks ago and he was talking about letting go of me? He admitted that he isn't quite sure how to be a father to me if I don't "need" him anymore. Family.... It is full of such beauty and yet brings up such strong emotions within me... i guess that is beautiful to! Thank you God for the blessing of my family i love them... every one of them
I was at the dog park tonight while Adam was practicing with his band. A little boy called to me from outside the fence, after a few moments of watching the dogs. He asked me if he was allowed to come in? I asked how old he was and he said 9? I told him that he had to being either 9 or 10 but I couldn't remember. He looked at the sign and he told me that the rule was 10. He said "well i can be 10!". I told him he should ask his mother, that it wasn't up to me, but sometimes dogs jump, and that can be scary. He said "my mom doesn't care" and he came and sat right next to me. I enjoyed his company and wondered about what he said "My mom doesn't care". Maybe she didn't, or maybe she did... but either way he was sitting next to me and we were talking about instincts of dogs. I enjoyed the company of my little friend tonight ( i wish I asked his name). I can't help to think of Laike at 9 years old. Will i really not care where or what he is doing at 9:00 at night? Will I let him right his bike around town without telling me where he is going? It is hard to believe I will ever let go that much. It has been hard enough to start weaning him!
I was talking with my dad a few weeks ago and he was talking about letting go of me? He admitted that he isn't quite sure how to be a father to me if I don't "need" him anymore. Family.... It is full of such beauty and yet brings up such strong emotions within me... i guess that is beautiful to! Thank you God for the blessing of my family i love them... every one of them
