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I have struggled to find the words for the horror of the massacre of nineteen disabled people in Japan, or my sorrow at the lack of response from the rest of the world. I am not surprised by either one.
There was not the banner of ISIS flying over this tragedy, the controversy of racial politics, or even a beautiful face to run on the 24-hour news cycle; and so the media could not whip the masses up into a panic for our own safety. There were no cell phone calls or last minute text messages sent to family and friends, last words with which to wrench our hearts; they died as they had lived, disconnected from the world. And the world shrugged because we are disconnected from them

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I’m the 40-something-ish wife of my beloved Computer Guy.

I’m the adoring and incredibly proud mom of nine children…two saints…seven in training.

I’m my brothers’ sister and my parents’ daughter.

I’m a devout Catholic, an avid political junkie, able debater, aspiring home-maker, amazing friend, and I make the meanest Chicken Fried Steak you’ll ever have the pleasure of eating.

I’m a homeschooling guru, a writing addict, a sometimes public-speaker, and an advocate for staying true to the person God created you to be.

I can’t live in a house with white walls, sing Billy Joel songs while I wash the dishes, will read anything you put in my hands, and am completely obsessed with rhinestones and cute shoes.

I am just like moms the whole world over, and then some.