Author R.A. Bridges, Corrie's Mom
I love my son more than anything in the world. To support a dangerous ideology, which would seek to dehumanize children, teens, and adults like my son is not and never will be right. There is not a right or left-winged news station quote. The source material for me to cite is in my own flesh and blood.
Be easy on yourself.
There will come a day, as days come and days fade, when i look at the walls after I walk through the double doors to pick up my son from his elementary school.
Dad sits in a waiting room. Eyes red from reading. Eyes tired from small screens and a World War II leaders' novel that I'd given to Mom last Christmas. A Christmas when ... Well, it doesn't matter. Christmases such as that have gone the way of unicorns. My mother, Corrie's Aunt Diana, and my Mom… Continue reading A Time for Heroes
"I was alone listening to Beethoven's 'Moonlight Sonata' on the other side of the school, and I thought, I will write Corrie a symphony of words."
If you knew Corrie, then there are thousands of memories to miss. If you have gotten to know her through my writing and flowers, then you witness her effect on one person. There are moments that hit me, and I cry. The fact is Corrie would not want me to stay in bed and sob.… Continue reading The Funny Memories I Miss
When the darkest hour was not done and the mud feel from the mountain, yes, I slid. The tears came, and my anger, without a mercy for which a Christian sinner prays, set ablaze for those who demanded when they'd received. I collapsed upon the green shores where you once played and asked for such stories of mine. Then your father came home with your brother, and found me quiet ...
You know, I never got Kindergarten just right. Part time with a pediatric specialist who wrote that I showed echolalic speech and drew grotesque figures for a child my age. In rooms where they asked me questions, in great white rooms where I was an it, a hamster, rather than a child at play. The… Continue reading Kindergarten was Nothing But Sparkles on Skin
I absolutely believe Corrie's time on this Earth mattered, and she has a mom who will write about her until I can join her again.
Fear exists everywhere in the world. It's been described in metaphors as the monster under the bed or by Dr. Seuss as the thing under the rug. Fear exists in the strongest of souls. Fear thrives in the uncertainty of what comes next. With the reality of COVID 19, there are many who fear when they'll… Continue reading The Fears we Can’t Predict and Promises we Can’t Keep
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