Waking up to another summer.
Posted on Jun 25th, 2008
by
Angelica
This is where I want to write my summer adventures--because daily there are a handful of things that take my breath away and teach me something, and these memories I would like to both keep and share through writing it here.
I have been going to college in Wisconsin for the past two years, coming home to Portland for the summers. Last summer my life changed forever--the things I had been working on forever like lovingkindness, fearless self-expression (aka not being shy), and understanding and accepting people came to a head. I learned so much that I wish the whole world could see the things that I see, the beauty that life offers me everyday through both pain and joy. And I'm serious. Life is an absurd, beautiful ride for me. And it started out rough; I was homeless and poor in my childhood, both my parents used heroin and meth, I was molested by too many people to count on 4 hands, my mother committed suicide when I was 13, I went through the foster care system, etc etc. Fact is, life hasnt been easy. Obviously it still isn't, but I know that life is a miracle, and I know that people get confused by how fucked up life can be, and I hope to one day help people become disillusioned.
So now...I am living in my dad's house for the summer, sharing a king sized bed with my almost 17 year old sister (and one of my best friends), teaching my family about cooking healthier food (so my dad dies less soon; he has cancer + is a smoker...), listening and talking to strangers, running around this beautiful world.
So theres my intro.
I have been going to college in Wisconsin for the past two years, coming home to Portland for the summers. Last summer my life changed forever--the things I had been working on forever like lovingkindness, fearless self-expression (aka not being shy), and understanding and accepting people came to a head. I learned so much that I wish the whole world could see the things that I see, the beauty that life offers me everyday through both pain and joy. And I'm serious. Life is an absurd, beautiful ride for me. And it started out rough; I was homeless and poor in my childhood, both my parents used heroin and meth, I was molested by too many people to count on 4 hands, my mother committed suicide when I was 13, I went through the foster care system, etc etc. Fact is, life hasnt been easy. Obviously it still isn't, but I know that life is a miracle, and I know that people get confused by how fucked up life can be, and I hope to one day help people become disillusioned.
So now...I am living in my dad's house for the summer, sharing a king sized bed with my almost 17 year old sister (and one of my best friends), teaching my family about cooking healthier food (so my dad dies less soon; he has cancer + is a smoker...), listening and talking to strangers, running around this beautiful world.
So theres my intro.

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Angelica,
You are a beautiful brave soul. I understand much that you write about. My heart wants to shed love for your resilience. You are special.
Deborah