Today is the 21st anniversary of the worst day of my life. If I am honest with you, and myself, I never thought I would survive this long. But I have and I am very happy and blessed (in a universal way) that I did.
Casey was a wonderful boy who grew to be a loving man. I will never quite understand, why, at age 21, he joined the Army in 2000, but, I feel like he was convinced that it was a great opportunity for education and advancement. As the oldest child of four in a working-class family, he was ready to transfer from a community college to a four-year university and he expressed it would be a burden. A burden that we would have borne, as we did with his next younger sibling, but Casey saw a way out, instead he got a permanent way out of life.
It’s worth mentioning here to remind people that Casey signed an enlistment contract that promised him the moon. None of the promises were kept by the government, even though Casey kept his. If you are thinking of enlisting in Trump’s military, with all the pending conflicts, or you know someone who is, I would urge you to think about it, re-think about it, then think some more—and, then, DON’T DO IT!
So, as I said, I never though I would survive that day. If there is anything worse than a parent burying their child, I don’t want to fucking find out about it and my heart goes out to those who similarly suffer. However, if there is one thing I have learned, is that even though this malicious and violent Empire can kill a body, it cannot kill love. I think that’s why I surprised The Evil Ones with my protests—they don’t understand love like the reptilian cyborgs that they are.
As long as we survive and give and receive love, Casey and all of our other dear-departed will live forever. I am convinced there is a reality where that condition already exists.
I still dream of Casey regularly, so I am able to join him in his world. I see his expressions and mannerisms in all of his nieces and nephews. Love for him oozes from his siblings. He will continue to live in their children and their children’s children and all of their collective love will keep him alive long after I am gone.
Are these the ramblings of a grieving mother? Probably, but I wish I had this wisdom 21-years ago. Perhaps it’s something we all go through if we survive such a traumatic and painful loss.
If I could go back in time to the devastated Cindy of 04/04/04 and tell her one thing, it would be, “you’ll be fine. You’re not only going to survive you are going to thrive. Love conquers all, if you give love time.”
Here’s to hoping you all have the opportunity to give and receive love today, and everyday.
Happy Friday and Happy Forever.
I am taking the rest of the weekend off to be with family, but we will be back Sunday evening with SheeLilly#128
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Cindy, I've told you this before, but I admire you so much for continuing to advocate for peace. You know better than the average person just how senseless and tragic all war is. God bless you for being such a profile in courage.
RIP Casey 💜
War
Edwin Starr
(War) h'uh
Yeah!
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin) uh-huh, uh-huh
(War) h'uh
Yeah!
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin')
Say it again, y'all
(War) h'uh (h'uh) look out!
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin')
Listen to me
Ooh war, I despise
'Cause it means destruction of innocent lives
War means tears, to thousands of mother's eyes
When their sons go off to fight and lose their lives
I said, war (h'uh)
Good God, y'all!
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin') 'gin
Say it, again
(War) whoa (h'uh) whoa-whoa, Lord
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin')
Listen to me!
(War)
It ain't nothin' but a heartbreaker!
(War)
Friend only to the undertaker
Ooh, war
Is an enemy to all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
War has caused unrest
Within the younger generation
Induction, then destruction
Who wants to die?
Ooh war, Good God (h'uh) y'all!
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin')
Say it, say it, say it
(War)
Woah-h'uh (h'uh) yeah uh
(What is it good for?)
(Absolutely) nothin'
Listen to me
(War)
It ain't nothin' but a heartbreaker
(War)
It's got one thing and that's the undertaker
Ooh, war
Has shattered many a-young man's dreams
Made him disabled, bitter, and mean
And life is much too short and precious
To spend fighting wars each day
War can't give life
It can only take it away
Oh, war!
(H'uh) Good God, y'all
(What is it good for?)
Absolutely (nothin')
Say it, again
(War)
Whoa (h'uh) whoa-whoa, Lord
(What is it good for?)
A-absolutely (nothin')
Listen to me!
(War)
It ain't nothin' but a heartbreaker
(War)
Friend only to the undertaker
Woo!
Peace, love and understanding tell me
Is there no place for anything else?
They say we must fight
To keep our freedom
But Lord, knows there's got to be
A better way
Oooh
(War)
God, y'all! (uh)
(What is it good for?)
You tell 'em! (h'uh)
Say it, say it, say it
(War)
Good God (h'uh) now, h'uh
(What is it good for?)
Stand up and shout it
(Nothin'!)