Margie is getting sleepy….

Margie walked with the “Fight or Flight” mechanism turned on for 64 years… I turn 65 this year…

The Zip line I did… the lack of fear or apprehension or even exhilaration…. tells me Margie is getting ready to take a long rest… she achieved her goal…

She Remembered…..

Every day is new… the child that had been suppressed is free and no longer a prisoner of the christians god…

The feeling of emotions coming back to life, after being dead for so many decades….

The body responding to the tools provided and getting stronger, but, it will never be like it was before the stroke…

The dreams… are not nightmares… they are just dreams of my childhood… there were some good times, but they were a charade to keep the secrets of domestic violence…. there was love, but not among the adults and children… when I died, it changed everyone’s lives…

The life I was denied, because of a bastard child born to my mother… is no more… the secrets are no more… the abuse is no more…

I find myself focusing on how to tell the story and how social religion destroys lives and takes all and gives nothing in return….

The body is sore, the mind is happy and I find myself more willing to do what is needed for my quality of life…

I am ready to move on….

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I Remember… Margie… to tell the truth, meant a beating or loss of her own children…Β 

Sgt. USAF DAV