The news out Texas continues to be heartbreaking, A husband of a teacher who was murdered had a heart attack and died. leaving 4 children behind, No words. The family had set up a go fund me page. There has been an outpouring of love for the town More places to donate "The school district in Uvalde has opened an official account with First State Bank of Uvalde to support Robb Elementary families affected by the tragedy. People can send checks through the mail (payable to the "Robb School Memorial Fund") or donate money through Zelle to robbschoolmemorialfund@gmail.com" Other institutions and organizations are also raising money for the community. People can donate directly to a Uvalde Victims Relief Fund created by University Health, for example. The League of United Latin American Citizens (LULAC) has created a fund for victims and survivors , and says 100% of contributions will go direct...
Just thinking about thunderstorms. Maybe because its God Awful hot here in in NYC and I would like one to desperately break the heat ( why am I saying this in May?). I used to really like Thunderstorms. but they terrorize my dog so rather than enjoy them I spend my time trying to get the dog to calm down They are a great analogy for life though A client of mine told me that I paint my way through therapy with her, using analogies. Sometime we have to go through the thunderstorm and the rumbling to come out clear on the other side My twist of gratitude this evening for thunder storms and how the thunder storms of our life clear the way for us to see through the other side.
Its May 17th, For some people its the celebration of Norwegian Independence. It was also my parents wedding anniversary. They had a church wedding before my dad went off to fight in World War II Today is also my little brothers Lou birthday. He would have been 62 today, He started off life as my first cousin a "double cousin". However since the day he was born to the day he died (and beyond )has ALWAYS been my sibling. My first friend. My confidant, The only uncle my girls knew. I remember me being 6 and him being three and telling him Presdient Kennedy had died and he looked at me like I had all the knowledge it the world,,,for a 6 year old anyways, We experienced the teenage angst years together. We supported each other through the myriad of losses that besieged the family, He often was my only support. When he moved out of the area he text me everyday ad was my soundi...
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