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When I haven't written in ages, I feel like my first new entry should be remarkable and eloquent... but right now I just need to talk.
I miss South Dakota. I think I would give anything to be back there right now.
I talked to Brenda last week. I met Brenda on my first full day at Re-Member (the organization I worked for). She was selling crafts at Wounded Knee, and she was there with her son Kyle, who is her businessman. I talked to her that morning, and again that evening at the community dinner, and met her daughter Elizabeth and son Christian. I made a point to catch up with her each week after that. She told me so much of her life story, and we laughed together so much... I heard about her trips to Rapid City ("Rapit") and their puppies that all the neighbors are scared of and the swimming pool that she can't get the boys to leave... I loved talking with Brenda. So when I called her last week, it was so amazing to just talk and laugh again. She asked me when I was coming back, and told me that the kids always talk about me, and I stammered something about how I wasn't sure when I'd be back but I was definitely coming sometime. After I hung up the phone I started sobbing because I don't know when I'll be going back. I have no idea how soon I can really get there... it may be years and years from now and I may not even be able to find my friends there. It's entirely possible that I won't see Brenda again... but I can't handle that thought. Everyone I met this summer changed my life completely. That's not an exaggeration in the least. I see their faces in the most unexpected places, especially the beautiful little children that I met... wonderful beautiful Janet who looks like Dora the Explorer whose mother is doing everything she can to make life better for her. Thomas whose four-year-old green eyes held more wisdom than I've seen in the eyes of most adults...
Mitakuye oyasin- we are all related...
and I miss my little brothers and sisters.
I miss South Dakota. I think I would give anything to be back there right now.
I talked to Brenda last week. I met Brenda on my first full day at Re-Member (the organization I worked for). She was selling crafts at Wounded Knee, and she was there with her son Kyle, who is her businessman. I talked to her that morning, and again that evening at the community dinner, and met her daughter Elizabeth and son Christian. I made a point to catch up with her each week after that. She told me so much of her life story, and we laughed together so much... I heard about her trips to Rapid City ("Rapit") and their puppies that all the neighbors are scared of and the swimming pool that she can't get the boys to leave... I loved talking with Brenda. So when I called her last week, it was so amazing to just talk and laugh again. She asked me when I was coming back, and told me that the kids always talk about me, and I stammered something about how I wasn't sure when I'd be back but I was definitely coming sometime. After I hung up the phone I started sobbing because I don't know when I'll be going back. I have no idea how soon I can really get there... it may be years and years from now and I may not even be able to find my friends there. It's entirely possible that I won't see Brenda again... but I can't handle that thought. Everyone I met this summer changed my life completely. That's not an exaggeration in the least. I see their faces in the most unexpected places, especially the beautiful little children that I met... wonderful beautiful Janet who looks like Dora the Explorer whose mother is doing everything she can to make life better for her. Thomas whose four-year-old green eyes held more wisdom than I've seen in the eyes of most adults...
Mitakuye oyasin- we are all related...
and I miss my little brothers and sisters.