The Letter
A mother passing by her son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Mom' . With the worst premonition she opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.
Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...... Mom she's pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it. Don't worry Mom. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.
Love,
Your Son JonP. S. Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer.
I love you.
Call me when it's safe to come home
Yes, this was passed via email to me with a note "I thought you might like this because you'll probably relate to it." My response was: "Relate? With the wit my children have been raised with, I can see them writing this! Thanks for scaring the crap out of me. And it's not even Halloween yet!" And I wasn't kidding either. I seriously need to buy one of those do-it-yourself heart defibrillator deals.
Look for an upcoming article about protecting your online presence and work. You will find a lot of useful information that will get you on the road to a safe, enjoyable online experience.
Remembering 9/11/01
I'm not going to recount the events of that day that changed Americans' lives forever. I'm not going to retell the emotional rolls that catapulted me through a day that I will never forget. I can't even begin to pay a tribute to the lives that were lost that day. Like with my relationship with God, this is something that I just have to have faith in - I simply won't forget.
So in memory of Ernest Alikako, Jimmy Audiffred, Juan Salas, Francis J. Nazario and Frederick Kuo, Jr. and the other 2,991 souls lost that fateful day, the hundreds upon thousands of men and women we've lost in the war against terror and their families, I offer this:
My children are being raised with a more profound sense of pride, respect and responsibility because of what happened on September 11th, 2001. I have renewed my vestment in America, the country which has afforded me life, liberty and justice but most importantly freedom because of what happened on September 11, 2001. My husband's daily fight to preserve life and safety has not been forgotten as he drives the fire engine to calls with our American flag waving gloriously above the cab.
I stopped today to remember
and I remembered last week, too
In fact, I often remember since 9/11/01
and sometimes stop to do so.
As an American, I had forgotten
how precious my freedom is.
I have taken for granted
my inalienable rights.
But when life and liberty
was taken from my fellow Americans,
I remembered. It's a painful
memory to endure.
I support justice.
I support liberty.
I support life.
But most of all, I support freedom
And honor those who have
Reminded me to never stop.
Never Forget 9/11/08
by Kathie Leung (c) 2008

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