Believe

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This husband and I…

Walked around the back of the Alamo…wanted to see the Crockett Hotel…check out the Emily Morgan…go to an antique mall…

Could hear yelling…coming down the block…one way yelling…someone was getting a bu** chewing…
kept walking…came upon a parking lot…could see the yelling…was coming from a parent…standing beside a parked van…an angry parent…a raging parent…finger pointing at a girl…maybe 20 years old…

Behind the girl…stood a high school boy…hands in his pockets…shoulders slumped…to his right…stood a little one…less than five years old…head buried in her middle school sister’s belly…this sister patting…hugging…consoling…

The yelling lasted for blocks…the mother raging…pointing…the kids frozen…silent…

This old gal…wanted to run over there…grab those babies in a bear hug…tell them…it would be ok…tell them…they can survive this…tell them…to stay strong…tell them to never stop believing…in themselves…in good…in hope…in change…

Instead…Helpless Me says…to no one…to everyone…to little me…one day…dear kids…she’ll be gone…and you will feel nothing…but relief…
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And little me…agreed…