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wish i may
i might
make a wish upon a star tonight..
email.
me.
i'm brooke. a short, fatish, bisexual, feminist, pacifist, very-liberal activist. i have 4 cats. and 2 computers, 2 kayaks, 1 masters degree, multiple backpacks, and way too many books.
i live in the most beautiful eugene, oregon. i'm currently disabled due to treatment resistant severe depression. i've been blogging since election day of 2000.
i'm born and raised in the mountains of southwestern virginia. i could join the daughters of the american revolution, i don't think they'd like me cause i hear they like to throw tea parties instead of rallies and revolutions.
links.
lane co. bill of rights defense committee (lcbordc) ~
bill of rights defense committee ~
chel ~
lisa ~
carrie ~
cinnamon
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Saturday, August 2
well, my week at the beach is officially over. none to soon. while it was nice to be at the beach. i love the beach. truly love it. and i got to see my great aunt e and great uncle e (who i'd forgotten how much i adore), my grandfather and stop in and see my grandmother's grave. but it was hard being around people i'm not around very much for that long. difficult being the odd one out, the one without someone to confide in, the one who is super serious instead of one who jokes constantly. i leave to go back HOME next friday night. tommorrow i'll head to dads for a few days and then tuesday i head south to see perry and marsha before heading back here.
perry and marsha are friends from atlanta that i've kept in touch with since we all left the area. wonderful friends that i don't talk to enough. 2 xmases ago i went and saw them for the first time in 5 years or so... i remember walking in and hugging them and seemingly no time had passed between us. i am looking forward to arriving there on tuesday afternoon and their hugs and their love that never seems to end. i might even get to curl up in their bed with them and watch tv.
2 people i know had babies yesterday. and i'm extremely happy for both of them. one of them a blogging buddy another a stepsister that i'm not close too. both had little girls. yes, i am happy that roni had a little girl, a new little future revolutionary born into this world. a boy would have been great too, but i've always been partial to girls. wanting one of my own to raise as a wild-eyed feminist.
and so, as my life remains stagnant as it is.. as my life sits, and i feel equal draws to law school, to an attempt to become an expat somewhere overseas, to motherhood, my stomach pangs with jealousy. my stomach pangs with the wish of a life decided, a life not on hold, a life fulfilled with all that i want, including my own little baby girl, a little being who already has a name but yet no existance.
so, i open my email box and there sitting is emails from the lcbordc, emails about tabling to be done, money to be raised, assurance that our work will not be done even if our statewide resolution is passed before i get home.
and i look forward to heading south. i have always been able to confide in marsha, i've always been able to tell her the things in my heart that hurt. and she always returns with great advice and a hug that only your chosen family can give you. and perry, he's got some idea for something very leftist that he wants to involve me in and i can't wait to hear all about it, and then take it west with me.
yeah, i'm near tears tonight. tears with many emotions, not all bad ones either.
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