America’s Great Decline

Today we live in a new America. We are seeing things in the news that we’ve never seen before. We are seeing armies marching our streets and armed men kidnapping people under the orders of Trump. While all of this is going on, our communities are being lit on fire by COVID-19.

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Nothing seems innocent anymore. We no longer trust each other, I fear for the future. In some instances many of us seem to be on edge due to a feeling of unrest, which seems to get more uncomfortable as the days go by. A few days ago my daughter and I went walking in our park. I noticed a van parked under a tree and a feeling that I haven’t felt in ages crept up once again. I felt fear for my safety and my daughter’s safety because the person sitting on the ground happened to be a white woman with a dog.

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I immediately grabbed onto my daughter and pulled her away from the area. After I made it home, I processed my feelings and started thinking about another time those kind of feelings showed up. It was right after 9/11 when a row full of Middle Eastern men started filling into the seats next to me. I went into a near panic mode and tried to friend the men to death! By the time the flight was over people thought I was married to the man next to me. I vowed to never again let that type of irrational fear dictate my actions.

Sadly, in the park, I repeated that process. However, this time I didn’t even try to go up and spark a conversation, I simply raced off with my child before words could be spoken. Maybe I will see the lady again at the park minus her dog and then I can say hello. I will be eagerly awaiting another chance to be the person I want to be.

Fear is the fuel for prejudice, so we must fight against letting fear overtake our hearts. Good Night.

Road Map To My 22nd Anniversary

  1. Year One- Sex wasn’t the answer to all things.-Killeen, Texas.
  2. Year Two- Setting the alarm 30 minutes early was the key. Killeen, Texas.
  3. Year Three- My husband was a wonderful father. Fort Irwin, California.
  4. Year Four- Being pregnant sucks! Fort Irwin, California.
  5. Year Five- Living in a different country is easy when you are with your husband. Baumholder, Germany.
  6. Year Six- Nothing like the absence of your husband at your mother’s funeral because of war. Garland, Texas.
  7. Year Seven- Taking down welcome home signs after you learn your husband’s unit will be the first to stay beyond the allotted time in a war zone. Baumholder, Germany
  8. Year Eight- The only way to get out of the vasectomy after this pregnancy is over my dead body. Baumholder, Germany.
  9. Year Nine- Admitting that I didn’t know all I thought I knew about marriage. Savannah, GA.
  10. Year Ten- Dealing with addiction and remorse. Savannah, GA.
  11. Year Eleven- Talking to divorce lawyers because some situations are just too hard to deal with. Garland, Texas
  12. Year Twelve- Having to look my husband in the face and deal with our demons without being able to walk away. Clarksville, Tennessee
  13. Year Thirteen- Starting over. El Paso, Texas
  14. Year Fourteen- Being there through a tough surgery. El Paso, Texas.
  15. Year fifteen- Finally figuring out the Army was more of a hindrance to our family. El Paso, Texas
  16. Year Sixteen- Living with family members suck more than you know. Garland, Texas
  17. Year Seventeen- Nothing like being back on your own. Garland, Texas
  18. Year Eighteen- Transitioning from parents of young kids to parents of children old enough to date. Garland, Texas
  19. Year Nineteen- Being thankful that my husband was able to be there with me through my father’s death. Garland, Texas
  20. Year twenty- Finding my own calling is the key to my happiness. Garland, Texas
  21. Year twenty-One- Making sure we never forget those special nights. Garland, Texas
  22. Year Twenty-Two- Understand that life doesn’t last forever, so enjoy each other while you can. Somewhere in Texas!
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