I am a 43 y/o mom of two. I like this site because it will help me continue my activism, even tho I don't get out much now. I struggle with a severe mood disorder. It makes me miss my ON nsg job, church, meeting people and helping my community. I am trying to start it again after 11 years. (so nervous). I'd like to work at home perhaps doing med. Trans. I can't wait to meet friends here. : )
My parents handed down together, an insane sense of humor: makes my illness easier! I love all from M*A*S*H, to ranters like Denis Leary, calm folks like Jim Gaffigan & Mike Bribiglia, and really black comedy films.
Meet someone: don't ask what they do; find out what they care about. Parents owe it to their kids to have them learn the H.D.T. quote about marching to their own drummer. Do your very best; it's all anyone can ask. Live for the day we don't see color, sexual orientation,or religion: it shall be GLORIOUS! you know gently, ,advice,andtraining with true listening. Music = Life. Love is the most important thing in our life.
What Gives Me Hope
Friends with faith in me. M. Ghandi would see progress in our progress "The progress of a nation can be seen in how it treats it's animals." not exact
I have hope each time I see someone choose to understand mental illness rather than shun it or cover it up.
If I were Mayor, I'd make the world a better place by
Sit with the people in charge of money, find out what if any we can shave from other things to ensure NO CHILD went to bed hungry.
What/who changed my life and why
The Color Purple by Alice Walker and watching my Mom work at a Head Start program.
I can't really fit here how those changed my life adequately. The first made me know, not long before I lived, black Americans lived lives I couldn't conceive of. No one taught history nearly correctly.
The second thing with My Mom showed me kids who were so hungry, so stressed, so nervous, withdrawn, in their own heads that it was very, very difficult to teach anything. I developed this very sad understanding of what can happen if you just so happen to be born in middle America on the low end of the socioeconomic end of the scale. Some kids did escape, some I observed repeated their unfortunate ways on another generation of children.