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\HI JENNI

 

I LOVE YOUR NAME !

 

I LOVE YOUR NAME !

 

THANK YOUSO MUCH FOR YOUR KIND WELCOMNE. I HOPE TO MAKE MANY FRIENDS HERE.

 

MY COLUMN IS RATHER FOLKSY. I WRITE ABOUT THE PEOPLE AND EVENTSTHAT TAKE

PLACE IN MY SMALL FARM COMMUNITY. I WILL POST ONE THAT I FEEL STRONGLY

ABOUT. I 'M NOT SURE I SHOULD POST THESE HERE. I OFFER THIS STORY AS A

SAMPLE.

 

SENDING YIOU A BIG HUG, ( ONE OF MY NICKNAMES IS ; THE MAD HUGGER.! '

!

 

HAVE AN INTERSETING DAY,

 

BINDI

 

For the last few days I have been ill with the flu. I thought nothing

could make me more miserable

 

I was wrong.

 

Physical pain is nothing compared to the pain of a grieving heart.

 

Sometimes things happen that are almost more than I can bear. Cousin Jim

always regretted that he was not there to stand between Judy Garland and

the evil that finally destroyed her. For the first time I know exactly how

he felt. For Jim it was Judy Garland. For me it is a homeless child in

India.

 

 

 

My best friend, Jen , was crying when I answered her knock at the door..

 

I was afraid Charlie had died. Being too upset to speak, , she handed me a

clipping from the newspaper.

 

A twelve year old homeless child living in India hanged herself because

her Mother didn't have the two cents needed to buy her lunch at school.

Unable to feed her at all.

 

A child died for the lack of two cents.

 

I am overcome with grief. And guilt. It feels like a dagger has been

plunged into my heart. I ran around the block at top speed. Five times.

Crying all the while. I wore myself out. Physically and emotionally. , I

fell on my bed and went to sleep. When i I awoke , I had a moment of peace

before I remembered .

 

As I write this , I weep. I grieve for a child who didn't have to die. Two

cents. Only two cents !

 

I can only imagine how her Mother must feel.

 

With the passage of time my pain will lessen, but I will never be free of

the sadness that has taken root in my heart, watered by my tears.

 

" When I was hungry, you fed me. "

Jesus

 

 

 

My Love to You and Yours,

 

Bindi

 

 

 

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