(I’ve been asked these questions several times since blogging, & now I like to take the opportunity to answer them)
- People who bump their food together as if to say ‘cheers.’ WTF? Drives me nuuuuts.
- I cannot stand the thought of something (animals, humans, the environment) being abused, hurt, hungry, sad, belittled, or minimized in a world that has so much to offer.
~We are all broken birds, but we can be put back together again—Kim Sisto-Robinson
~~Since my sister’s murder, my family has dealt with her loss in various ways.
“You can’t cage an eagle for long without destroying it.” ― Patricia Briggs
Dedicated to my darling sister, Kay, whom was murdered 6 years ago on May 26 by her estranged husband. I will love you forever and always, until the end of time.
~~~While chatting with the science teacher today, I notice a small plastic bag with a dragonfly inside. Me being me, I pick up the bag to get a closer look. I glare into it like one of those stupid human beings gawking at zoo animals. To be truthful, I detest animals locked up, monkey’s running to and fro from boredom, silverback gorillas stuck behind smeared glass, and the king of the jungle caged up like a trophy.
Kay’s House, May 26, 2010. The darkest day of our lives.
When I met God again, I resurrected from the fire—Kim Sisto Robinson
~On May 26, 2010, I died.
The moment I experienced gratitude is the moment my healing started– Kim Sisto Robinson
This photo is my all time favorite of Kay. She is FREE! Free! Free!
I distinctly recall somebody during my mad, suicidal stage after Kay’s murder making this comment— “You should really consider your blessings.”
Mike Peterson murdered my sister, Kay, on May 26, 2010. He then killed himself.
“To rise, first you must burn.” ― Hiba Fatima Ahmad
–Dear, Mike Peterson,
When you were alive, I never quite knew the day of your birthday. Kay typically informed me of the date, “Oh, did you know it’s Mike’s birthday today? I’m having cake and ice-cream later on; you’re all invited.”