a bit more fashiony than i would normally choose, but still full of wonder
Friday, February 24, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
53/366 These Are Someone's Kids
It has been a rough week around the old workplace. One client passed away unexpectedly although by his own doing, leaving ... um, what? Nothing in his wake but a sad story? Another client just wanted someone to pay attention to her, to care about her for a little while. Her choices had less fatal results and she seems to be fine, for now. A caseworker is not supposed to be the person she turns to when it all seems dark! I guess i am just struck with how dispensable this part of the population seems to be. Of course there are always circumstances, like dad has his own problems and just can't handle the behaviors any more, or mom is tired of working and fighting and being fucked with herself, or whatever it is. My mind is searching for where to put the blame, but it also doesn't seem like that is the point. Is what i do enough? What am i not doing? I love my own kids and cannot conceive of how a parent could pretty much set their kid aside..."good luck kiddo, see you later, maybe..." This is all over the place, I realize, but that's ok, I guess. There's no way to wrap it up with a tidy bow.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
51/366
we found this in the parking lot and couldn't stop looking. little one called for help, as in "hey, we need someone to bury this bird!" i told her that if anyone was going to do it, we would have to.
but we didn't, we left him where he was. what is there really to say about it?
life is beautiful and then you die? seize the day because you might run into a windshield?
my headspins with wordsof wonderandfull,
and thank you.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Lincoln Way West
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