tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185380487791238749.post3142135589864751385..comments2024-03-06T05:40:22.737-04:00Comments on Looking for the wild: The GrandmotherUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185380487791238749.post-27427199877553464572010-07-12T18:49:50.503-04:002010-07-12T18:49:50.503-04:00just came across this song today. It seems to fit ...just came across this song today. It seems to fit so well.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/user/marakakore#p/u/161/aiZQ3bm39-Ydenaruttenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07578749797205044845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185380487791238749.post-50555046087916520832010-07-11T09:08:04.374-04:002010-07-11T09:08:04.374-04:00They say that people who commit suicide, could not...They say that people who commit suicide, could not live with the anguish any longer. Pain which eventually invades every cell, manifesting as physical pain. The love of family and friends can not reach this pain. It is a silent pain, locked up too deeply inside. <br /><br /> Perhaps it was her devotion and deep love for her children and grandchildren that had her continue in her pain, for so long, with suicide on her mind. And finding no way to peace through the pain, and when the time was right, she quietly made her plan. She acted. She chose. She used the one power left to her. The power of death was her voice.denaruttenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07578749797205044845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185380487791238749.post-43631340098073500792010-07-09T14:25:08.202-04:002010-07-09T14:25:08.202-04:00So moving. You are sharing with us some very perso...So moving. You are sharing with us some very personal memories that resonate with all of us who share this past. The agonies of those ancestors who paved the way.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10546892922651481807noreply@blogger.com