riotheclown: clowning (slug)
Last year I read this to my family. I am such a buzz kill. Nevertheless, so is what is done to the planet because of "questions decided by irrelevant agencies". Whatever way you look at it, war is never the defense of anything good. Chest thumping is alright for sports (boring in my opinion) but when it comes to things that matter, mother's have a duty to inform their son's and daughter's, do not unlearn what we taught you about charity, mercy and patience.

Mother's day was started by Julia Ward Howe for the women who were left with the devastation of the Civil War and the losses that were borne by them.

Arise, then, women of this day! Arise all women who have hearts,
whether our baptism be that of water or of fears!

Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by
irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking
with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be
taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach
them of charity, mercy and patience.

We women of one country will be too tender of those of another
country to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From
the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own.
It says "Disarm, Disarm! The sword of murder is not the balance
of justice."

Blood does not wipe our dishonor nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons
of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a
great and earnest day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women,
to bewail and commemorate the dead.

Let them then solemnly take counsel with each other as to the
means whereby the great human family can live in peace, each
bearing after their own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
but of God.

In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a
general congress of women without limit of nationality may be
appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient and at
the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the
alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement
of international questions, the great and general interests of
peace.

Julia Ward Howe
Boston
1870
riotheclown: clowning (snowflake)
I am crazy committed to a few characters. Of course one is the kid. OMG. If I am crying watching this show nine times out of ten it is over Carl. The episode where he found a mega tin of chocolate pudding and sat on the roof and ate it with abandon, like a regular kid doing something dumb that, except for a zombie apocalypse, would give him nothing more than a stomach ache and a lecture from a mom...well, buckets,  iI tell you, buckets I cried.

carlpudding
riotheclown: clowning (sarahsad)
946305_10151375388970756_1151114965_nNuff Said!

Hey this got my son to email me that he loves me! 

APAD

Apr. 25th, 2013 08:33 am
riotheclown: clowning (sarah)

This is a bit of a cheat because I have posted this for B.F. a year ago or so, but it is my son's birthday party today and I am not able to think of much else!

He was six months old when I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of cervical cancer and had to have a radical hysterecomy, meaning a long surgery and long recovery.  Ofcourse my focus was on all my children but mostly on my youngest (y.s. in all my journal entries) because I knew that if I died he would not remember me.  So everyday with him in the days that followed were extremely important.  I have learned that the others were jealous at times. I am sorry for this.  I realize that it was for myself that I distilled every bit of meaning from my moments with him.

I am at a different point now, of learning to let go so he can be an adult.  But I am allowed to revel in the success!  He is turning 23!

Escaping Gravity

“I’m falling into the sky.”
he said once
when he was three,
looking up
imagining he
could break the clouds.

Today I am dancing; my hobbled legs do a jig while
he plays a song that he wrote
on his accordion.

I still can dance with one foot in the grave.

Kites flying through rough storms
can break their strings
but when they gain
enough momentum
they can escape earth's gravity.

In all my worried dreams I never imagined this day.
I look up and see there are no clouds.

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