Today I walked by the black and white picture of mum, framed by the dark pink rose from our garden, and a beautiful little lamp from Turkey, and I cried. It’s a gorgeous image of her, looking away from the camera, her lips parted mid-speech, her  eyes determined  (the only way I remember her eyes being - determined to challenge, determined to love ( Read more... )

“We met right here. I took this man’s hand and we ran down that hallway. And for those that know me, I’m not in the habit of taking people’s hands I’ve never met before - but I think that my soul knew something that my mind and body didn’t know yet. It knew that our hands were meant to hold each others, fearlessly and forever, which is why it’s ( Read more... )

An unexpected call ( Read more... )

An apology isn’t a request for favors or forgiveness,
But a statement of repentance,
An offer for reconciliation
And a vow to be different;
Forgiveness isn't a demand
It is not a question waiting to be answered
It is not a comma in the sentence of life
It is a statement.
An end that awaits a new beginning
It is the acceptance of a past
And a ( Read more... )

No Madonna and Child could touch
that picture of a mother's tenderness
for a son she soon will have to forget.

The air was heavy with odors
of diarrhea of unwashed children
with washed-out ribs and dried-up
bottoms struggling in labored
steps behind blown empty bellies. Most mothers there had long ceased ( Read more... )

A thread on Tumblr inspired by our Klaine going against the Doctor & Rose for EW's Greatest TV Couple of All Time. Sometimes, my Tumblr needs to be on my LJ:

1. Post by Gleekto.tumblr http://gleekto.tumblr.com/post/47701611621/ ( Read more... )

I love my family ( Read more... )

I'm a day late, I know, but this is a post about the Klaine Kiss Anniversary. For Valentine's Day this year, Axe (randomactsofdouchebaggery on Tumblr) wrote a lovely post on the importance of the Klaine kiss, and how it turned her into a stronger ally for the LGBT movement. Her post is here: Read more... )

Question from a child: How do we fall in love?

Answer from: Jeanette Winterson
"You don’t fall in love like you fall in a hole. You fall like falling through space. It’s like you jump off your own private planet to visit someone else’s planet. And when you get there it all looks different: the flowers, the animals, the colours people wear. It is ( Read more... )