How different everything is now.
I give my condolences to fellow Americans.
I pray for suffering people of the world.
For mothers and their children.
And I hope in spite of it all.
In spite of hatred and indifference so carelessly bred in so many places for so long.
That is all I can do, or think of.
Hope.
About Me
- Maryna
- I am the mother of a severely autistic boy. I was not made for this challenge. I procrastinate; I am messy; I cannot follow a routine; I have problems with my short term memory and concentration; I loose temper; I get depressed; I do not always have unquivering hope.
I do not march through this trying experience. I stagger under.
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