My dad wokeup this morning in writhing like he has been in the past several months. Its so hard to watch. I think I am lucky and proud enough to say that my father has been my superhero, he's the man who knows EVERYTHING! hes so strong and mighty and wise, but my goodness, what is happening? I am filled with tears. I am utterly helpless to help
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I was clueless that your dad was sick. Let me know what the details are, if you want (email me bill@outofthebloo.com). I will pray for him whether you get back to me or not.
He's blessed that to you he's a superhero. That's every dad's dream.
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Sorry, Blessed*
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Why did I cause so much pain?
Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?
Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love?
I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong.
We are not special.
We are not crap or trash, either.
We just are.
We just are, and what happens just happens.
And God says, "No, that's not right."
Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
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