what follows denial?
HILL! how DARE you leave us like this in bloggerdom! %$^@%$&%*$()@#)@! this is CRAP! NO! I DEMAND YOU COME BACK RIGHT NOW! OR ELSE!ok hill, sorry. i shouldn't have yelled at you like that. i'll make you a deal. if you come back, i'll massage your feet every day for the next year with lavender oil. sound good? please? i'll do ANYTHING! i'll massage your dog's feets, even!
oh, god... what am i going to do? i can't stop crying. i can't eat. i can't sleep. hill, oh hill... why me, god? why?
i guess you're really gone and i just have to deal. i guess i'll just have to find another blog to read, though no one else could ever take your place. i'm ok. don't worry about me.
and they say you don't learn anything in school...
sadbuttrue was kind enough to forward me the hero piece i read of hill's that made me fall in love with her in the first place. here it is:
I've been thinking a lot lately about the meaning of the word hero. Some time ago, I lost interest in acquiring "stuff". I am entering that phase of life when I am more interested in giving back to my fellow humans, and I have found a new purpose in life. It's called passion.
I want a hero. I want a President who defines the word, in actions and deeds. I want a President who is compassionate, articulate, diplomatic, and dedicated to uphold, with the highest regard, The Constitution of the United States. I want a President who cherishes our Bill of Rights, and holds those truths to be self-evident.
I want a hero.
I don't want a presidential imposter who tortures, who denigrates those who question him, who relishes spying on innocent Americans, who lies with every spoken word,and who enriches his friends while impoverishing the rest of us. I don't want a presidential imposter who lets a major city drown, who refuses to listen to dissent, who corrals those of us who protest his crimes in a "Free Speech" zone miles from where he is speaking to his carefully chosen faithful. I don't want a presidential imposter who divides us, derides us, and laughs at our belief in Democracy. I don't want a presidential imposter who launches a war of aggression against a sovereign nation, then refuses to attend the funeral of ONE of the thousands of soldiers killed in his failed war. I don't want a presidential imposter who thinks the Constitution is just a "goddamn piece of paper." I don't want a presidential imposter who smirks while talking down to us, who gropes heads of state, who farts to startled young staffers and then laughs about it. I don't want a presidential imposter who is a dry drunk, an arrogant spoiled brat, a C student, and a former cheerleader who loves to play war, with other people's loved ones. I don't want a presidential imposter who shirked his duty in the military and who embraces those who swiftboat anyone that dares question him about his dereliction of duty.
I want a hero.
A real one. I want a President who can inspire and uplight our bruised and battered souls. I want a President who can make me do more, care more, and work harder to unite our fractured country.
Labels: five stages of grief, hero, hill country gal continued