Picture this.. December 24, 2004. Under the imminent threat of inclement weather, We rise early to drive a few hours North to Little Rock, Arkansas for the procedure. (As I write this I’m trying to remember if I knew where we were going and why.. it’s sort of fuzzy but I do remember it was cold.. my mind was full of fog as it had been the last 3months or so.. ) We arrive to this facility only to be searched upon entry. Medal detectors, bullet proof glass & strange smells.. We sign on then sit in the lobby. Silence. All of our expressions are the same. Most of the faces have a husband or boyfriend with them for support but I have my mother.
Attempting to cheer me up, but I have nothing. Not even fear. All of this feels like a dream and I’m just ready to be warm & In my Twin Sized Blues Clues covered bed set… Continue reading Black Wednesday, I Am: The sacrifice… →