…but I kept the tears inside. I cried for all that I have lost. I cried for all that may be coming my way. I cried for all that will be coming my way. I cried for those that hurt like I do. I cried for those who get hurt like I do.

I do not know why we are the Ones. I don’t know why we have been chosen. Is there something about us that makes us a target? Do people search us out? I don’t want to change. I like who I am. I love life. I love God’s creations.

It’s not like there isn’t already enough examples of what NOT to be in this lifetime. Why do we need to see more? Why do we need to be part of a life of those who refuse to get a clue?

Today, I cried.