I had a dream last night. it was the most beautiful, yet disturbing situation. THE WAR WAS OVER. and all the men and women, and children were coming home. YES. Children. that was the disturbing part. precious little curly headed 7 and 8 year olds who had been away at war. everyone was so happy to welcome home our heros, yet disturbing to realize how broken and wounded they really are. My son, in real life, not dreamland, is home from the war. and now as he tries to adjust to the civilian life, his own personal battle has just begun. pray for him. hope for them all. BRING THEM HOME, each and every one so they may begin to heal, find hope, faith and reason to live.
Photographer and Artist of Mixed Media Whimsy
Sunday, August 31, 2008
PEACE
I had a dream last night. it was the most beautiful, yet disturbing situation. THE WAR WAS OVER. and all the men and women, and children were coming home. YES. Children. that was the disturbing part. precious little curly headed 7 and 8 year olds who had been away at war. everyone was so happy to welcome home our heros, yet disturbing to realize how broken and wounded they really are. My son, in real life, not dreamland, is home from the war. and now as he tries to adjust to the civilian life, his own personal battle has just begun. pray for him. hope for them all. BRING THEM HOME, each and every one so they may begin to heal, find hope, faith and reason to live.
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Please thank your son for his dedication and contribution to our continued spoiled lives.
You dream of 7 and 8 year olds, but they are, they are all still babes that are too young to be dealing with such horrids at such a young age. I wish they were not allowed to join until they are 30+...they need to enjoy their lives before such hardship and memories are engrained in them forever.
Your dream was incredible...we pray that everyone returns to their families safe and sound asap!! Thanks for your sweet comments on my blog! I love your side of our great state!
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