What Goes Around

"I've only done this vice-squad job for three years. I've been a cop for 29. If you had told me three years ago that a 14-year-old girl would go to a food court, meet a guy, and three hours later be selling herself, I'd a said, no frigging way. It happens every single day, every day."  This was a quote I read today in this article  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/dan-rather/pornland-oregon-child-pro_b_580035.html As I read about trafficking and prostitution I feel so sad.  Why are these young girls falling for these tricks?  But it all comes down to wanting to be loved (in my opinion).  Then I think of the girls we have in our aftercare home and see the same thing happening with them.  This deep desire to be loved.  So when someone shows you attention, you are drawn to them.  They are the band-aid on your wound. Malls seem to be a pick-up place for a lot of girls in America.  I wonder if there needs to be more awareness done in ...

Yes, it is time for me to complain about being hot.  I am sitting in an air conditioned room and still sweating.  Is this menopause? Yesterday I and a friend braved the heat to go shopping.  Wow!  Even though it was after 6PM the heat was still baking.  We felt hot wind blow on our faces as we pushed our way through the crowd of sweaty people, trying to find a few bracelets and maybe a t-shirt or two.  We were probably only out for an hour, but by the end I felt the need for an ice bath. The heat is way over my comfort level.  I lay around at home under the ceiling fan.  I have no energy, no appetite, no desire to do anything.  I know that the other millions of people are suffering along with me, but they seem to do it less dramatically.  I need to figure out how to thrive in this heat. I looked up online to find things to do in really hot weather.  All the ideas were outside activities.  Stupid.  Who wants to try t...

This morning, Steve and I were talking about the little puppy that has been down stairs at our apartment building.  He is always so happy to see us.   He wags his little tail and comes to smell your toes.  So cheery for a street dog that has nothing.  But this morning he wasn't in his usual spot at the bottom of the stairs.  I looked for him but he wasn't there.  Then I walked out the gate and saw that the sweet little puppy got ran over right in front of our apartment.  There he was. Dead.

The heading on a news article this week cracked me up, "Gassy Uranus has Violent Winds".  I'm thinking about bring it up in a few conversations.  "Hey, did you hear Uranus has violent winds?" Anyway, today on the way to church we stopped to get gas.  That is my segue into the story of our car breaking down.  We stopped to get gas and Steve asked them to fill the coolant also.  For some strange reason, unknown to me, here in India, women work at gas stations.  They usually don't work in restaurants as waitresses, but they work as gas pump attendants.  So the ladies were filling our gas and Steve opened the hood only to discover that the pipe of the radiator had a big, gaping hole in it. The car wouldn't start after the discovery so the ladies had Steve get back in the car and they pushed us to a parking spot.  Again I thought, "Why women?"  Steve asked them to call a mechanic.  I went inside the mini mart that this gas station thankf...

I have been trying to go without shampoo for around 10 days now.  I think I actually caved twice during that time and used shampoo.  My biggest issue is itchy scalp.  I have had an itchy scalp for as long as I can remember (42 years maybe).  Steve thinks I should go to a dermatologist but I will probably not get around to that unless I happen to be walking past an office of one while I am out and about one day.  So instead I go to my own doctor, the internet.  The pooless recipe is baking soda.  And the anti-itchy scalp remedy is also baking soda.  For pooless you use it mixed with a lot of water, but for anti-itch you use it like a past.  So I tried that this morning.  I have gone several hours without itching, which is pretty good I think.  But now that I started thinking about my scalp I feel the urge to scratch.  So the next remedy is yogurt on my head for 30 minutes.  My problem is not knowing where to sit while I ...

I haven't been following the Dr. Gosnell case much, but I see today that he was found guilty of murder.  What he did in his clinic is horrible and sick.  And not just him.  All his staff who participated in these horrific killings are guilty.  But I also think that the mothers of these children are equally guilty.  Yet no one seems to be talking about the women who paid someone to kill their child.  Isn't it ironic that a lady can go to a "doctor" and pay him to abort a baby that could live outside the womb and she isn't held responsible, yet if she were to be the one to give birth and then slice the baby's throat in a hospital (or anywhere else) that she would be held guilty of murder?  When does her "right" become murder?  After natural delivery only? I am reminded again of my previous post about the baby who was found on a footpath beheaded here in Delhi.  I bet the person who did that to the baby would be called a murderer.  How d...

I don't quite know what I should do for my therapy sessions in dealing with trauma, but for starters I will blog about it.  I don't have normal trauma.  My trauma comes from being empathetic to others.  Or from letting my thoughts go wild. The other day I was just reading the newspaper when I experience a traumatic event.  Just reading the newspaper!  There are always little squares of Missing Person or Seeking Identification that I for some reason read.  Sometimes I read them because I find it comical how few details they have about a person or how they describe someone.  But that day I saw a disturbing picture.  It was a picture of a dead body that they were looking for identification.  The thing is it was a newborn baby and the head was missing.  There is no way to identify it because I am sure the mother just left it on a pathway after giving birth.  But to see that poor baby all sprawled out naked and thinking about the valu...

I read this morning about a boy who has a skin disease so he is growing his hair long to help cover some of the bald spots.  He is not allowed in his school because of the hair length rule.  http://www.foxnews.com/us/2013/05/05/pennsylvania-boy-with-skin-disease-sent-home-from-school-over-haircut/ Yesterday there was a news report about a boy whose team one the State Championship but they were disqualified because the boy raised his finger to God in thanks.  The rule is that you can't celebrate your win (or something like that). http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2319303/High-school-track-team-disqualified-state-championships-religious-hand-gesture.html And how many stories have we heard now about guns being made out of pop tarts or sticks or paper and the kid getting suspended.  I understand that there needs to be guidelines and all, but really, it seems that some situations are not black and white.  When there are stupid rules it only creates rebel...

I have been taking anti-anxiety medicine for around 8 years now I think.  I guess I have an issue with anxiety.  Well lately it seems the medicine has stopped working or else my anxiety has increased beyond what the medicine helps.  So I have been trying to figure out how to help get things under control.  Not being in control tends to make me anxious, so if I can get control of my anxiety I am sure it will help me not be anxious. One thing I have done is to read scripture about anxiety or worry.  That hasn't been a huge help, although it does give me something to think about when I get anxious and it slowly can turn my mind away from whatever is causing me worry at the moment. Another trick is to go to my "happy place".  Sometimes that is a nice outdoor scene with a stream or a waterfall. I am also following a therapist online that gives me emails with some suggestions.  This week it was to list out everything that I feel anxious about and then...