I look back in time not that far back, to a place that was peaceful and not constantly under attack. Where there were woods of May Flowers and places to hide, we built forts for fun not to escape genocide. Its so scary now, with all of the strife, as a mother, daughter, and especially a wife. I fear for us all when i feel so much hate in my soul... it scares me because actually love is my goal..

God said to be humble and always be kind, ...but I struggle as times as the future unwinds. What of my children caught up in all the dismay at this point as a mother all i can do is pray.