-Anaïs Nin, 1939

Reason to Live #9490

 Boiling some noodles and having a nice night watching shows.  – Guest Submission

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Baked Mac and Cheese

AND CHILDREN ADOPTION

Super creamy mac and cheese

Dirt road Polna droga

Every time I move forward I feel I am somehow always pushed back to the start. Am I doomed to repeat? Am I destined to forever reach and never grasp? I am full of hope I do not want to it to go to waste. I am determined to grow.

this is so fucking insidious

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, to listen to doctors and get my flu vaccine and any shots i could because they remembered Before.

then they started fighting Covid precautions.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that the ozone was disappearing and the earth was dying and we needed to recycle and save the planet.

now my parents think climate change is a myth.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that racism was a plague, that we had to love and accept everyone, that we should never judge before walking a mile in their shoes.

then they told me that protesting for my Black siblings was wrong.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that we needed to give to the poor. working at soup kitchens. making quilts. collecting food and money and supplies. building houses. because it was the christian and just plain right thing to do.

now they look at me, on food stamps with their grandchildren, and lament the "welfare state".

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that it was easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven and that any rich man, especially an immoral one, should never run our country.

you can guess who they voted for.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, so very much.

when did they forget?