A special Mother's Day post and poem for all the mothers out there, in all their different forms.
I believe that love really does trump hate, and that if we can all focus on being proactive instead of reactive, on fighting for what we believe in instead of protesting what we don't, perhaps we can stem the tide of division and animosity that seems to be washing over this country. If the government isn't going to step up and set a good example, then it's up to each of us.
So get out there and spread the love people. It’s the only weapon we have left. Because getting rid of Donald Trump will not fix things. He’s already unleashed the dragon, and the dragon is us.
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In the wake of the acquittal of Darren Wilson, the police officer who shot Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri, and the grand jury's decision not to indict the policeman responsible for Eric Garner's death in New York City, I feel compelled to write. First, though, I'm not here to wax poetically about racial justice or... Continue Reading →
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