Articles By Kerry

Eerily Untouched…

What do you want… another post about why I have not been posting? Well… you are not going to get that this time…

Small Child recently found out he is going to get his fathers camper trailer – And by that I mean the camper that belonged to his father is going to the dump unless we come and get it… It has been over 2 years now… small child doesn’t often talk about his father…  I have tried to remember him in all things of this life and remind him how proud his father would be of him… This memorial day I did not force him to go to his grave… in fact I had gone a few weeks prior to scream at the grave… so I didn’t go either…. irregardless of the events that brought about the camper situation it became ABUNDANTLY clear that it was VERY important to small child that he get that trailer…

So I am getting it for him. Because that is what I do.

We went last night to look at it, check out the condition… to see if a family of skunks have moved in or if the roof is leaking and making the floor of it soup… we opened the unlocked door… weeds have grown all around it…

We swing open the door and stand back.. incase a serial killer is hiding in there…

no bats fly out… so we step inside

TIME STOOD STILL

We both teared up immediately upon seeing that not a single thing had been touched… his fathers shoes were there at the side of the bed as if he had just taken them off and gone to sleep… the blanket was turned back… showing the sheets… his pillow was still there… there were clothes in the closet… 3 water bottles in the fridge…

Cobwebs and Dust covered everything as if from a horror movie and someone discovers a hidden room…

Small child takes a huge huff of air… and looks at me incredulously… “Do you smell that?!?!”

I smell the air as well… It smells like his father.

We close back up the camper…

I have made arrangements to have it moved into a storage shed until small child is 18 and owns a vehicle with which he can pull it…

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#Huckabee2016

It has been too long since I have shared one of our chats… Also… yes… we know hashtags do not work in chats…

Kerry: #Huckabee2016
Mr Amazing: #FatChanceInHell2016
Kerry: Bahahaha!
Mr Amazing: #ReligiousMinorityRules
Kerry :He just threw his hat in the ring…. which btw… i think they should literally have to do if we are going to keep saying that
They all should wear a hat… and throw it in a ring
Mr Amazing: LOL the poll numbers are crazy
Kerry: Im gonna need some hats… Im gonna throw that shit in all the rings
Kerry: it is a sad sad day when bush is the lesser of all those evils
Mr Amazing: LOL, yes, yes he is
Kerry: Jesus save us all… and take the wheel
Mr Amazing:  <facepalm>
THROWING MY HAT IN THE RING…. More Specifically… This hat!
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Uprising

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I despise the words ‘riot’ and “thug” carelessly thrown into the conversation… They do not understand… They scream their condemnations.

The term “The Final Straw” has never been more literal … and that straw is on fire…

We watch it on the TV… We question who we are… We wonder if the flames will spread… to our own cities so very far…

I am not going to pretend I am someone I am not …and with a heavy heart I look around me…trying to see anything that makes me feel right as I type this from my privileged neighborhood… in my middle class home… on my macbook air…  2 kids… 2 pets…  the news on the big screen…

From this view point I watch as images being filmed in the firelight…show people being ridiculed for stealing their most basic needs.

Fire is vibrant in the dark…

I study the faces of those gathered… Peaceful. Stoic. Calm.

They are not vigilantes… simply vigilant to the cause

They didn’t start the fires… but they feel a deep burning within them….

They do not condone… but they do understand… as they hold their ground on the street

They do not see a riot… but an uprising… and this is the language of The Unheard, The Ignored. The Downtrodden.

and oh I know there are a million different point of views… thousands of opinions… and everyone thinks they are right.

and I apologize if I have offended you or any of them…with these very broken thoughts

But I have to hope that one day the image of the street ablaze will be remembered as the start of how we changed… And that the word ‘thug’ will die out with the flames

and my heart goes out to those Mothers that are praying for their children that are not home tonight…. while mine are tucked into bed safe and …. White.

 

This post was so painful to write as I follow the current events …

I have been paralyzed in my writing for weeks as I am unable to even process thoughts and feelings with all that is going on with our world… I am grateful for the prompt from the Light and Shade challenge for letting me shed a little of the weight…. and I cling to the belief that there is still more good than evil… even if we forget to report on it

The Light and Shade Challenge

The Light and Shade Challenge

Crackin’ Crawdads

In 5 days this kiddo will have been without his father for 2 years … He is being a little passive agressive… I am being a little smothery…. Mr. Amazing and I took him to one of his favorite memory spots of his father… he ate two bucket fulls… (freaking gross!) …
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My Dirty Little Secret…

I am sitting here behind this screen right now squealing like a little girl over the latest Star Wars teaser trailer… SQUEE!

There was a time that being a Star Wars fan was cool… I am over 40 …I am a woman… BUT! GUYS! the first movie I ever saw in a theater was The Empire Strikes Back… The imperial march starts playing… and my heart starts pounding…. I pretend I am a Star Fighter when driving through that kinda snow that comes straight at your windshield …I have found a way to work “Luke… I am your father” into 75% of the conversations I have had in my life…
I FUCKING LOVE STAR WARS

There… I said it… I feel like there should be a support group for this.
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And quite possibly that is all it took to get out of my writers slump…

Live Long and Prosper? *MicDrop*

Blah Blah Blah

I have zero desire to blog… I have zero motivation to do anything really… I have probably gained 20 pounds.. I am fat… I ate nachos for dinner… that’ll help… I am thinking it is planetary alignment or some other bullshit thing like that… seems to be in the air…  Ive got to do something different.

I have slipped into habits that I haven’t had in years… the house is trashed… we are eating out every meal… it is this ugly vicious cycle that I get into… when eating out, I eat more, I feel worse… I do less… rinse and repeat.

I know this cycle… I know great things will follow… I’ve got to do something…

anyways… I have been putting up stupid writers block pictures for a week so you would know I havent abandoned my blog…

I guess I am writing this post to let myself know, I havent abandoned myself either.

Tomorrow is Monday, a new week…. I can make so something different.. just one thing… I can do that much.

 

I will let you know how that goes.

 

Writers Block

Ive been missing… Ive missed all my writers prompts… I looked over this weeks and felt unprompted….

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