Heal: Five Minute Friday

It’s Friday and I’m coming to the page with a little less enthusiasm than a usual Friday. Maybe it’s the storms outside or the maybe it’s the storms online. The barrage of photos, articles, and memes reminding us that little children were under attack this week in their school. Regardless, this is a hard one so bear with me. This week as I join my Five Minute Friday link-up, our prompt is Heal.

How can we heal when bad men have guns?

When nothing’s been done.

This won’t be the last one.

Until something changes in our nation’s core,

Tragedies will continue to knock on the door.

I’ve been praying so much my knees are sore.

I’m scared as a teacher who has little ones.

And imagine scenarios incase someone comes.

Over and over I run through those plans.

That’s why healing is out of my hands.

So how can we heal when our tears will not stop?

When I shudder each time I hear a pop.

When I practice the drills and so do my kids.

This reality is too much.

Something must be done.

Because bad men should not have guns.

The Ameri Brit Mom

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Five Minute Friday: Heal

This week the topic for the Five Minute Friday link-up post is Heal. What is a link-up? Essentially a link-up is when you join other bloggers and write on a similar topic. You share your blog posts with one another and begin conversations via a host site. You can head over to Kate Motaung’s page to check out other entries from inspired bloggers. Here’s my five minutes of uninterrupted, unedited writing on this week’s topic:


Dear Healing,

Fifteen years ago you were sought after. A sudden hope after such tragic loss. So many were searching for you when the dust cleared and the buildings fell, but there were those who never found you. Families were forever changed. Our nation was governed by loss. Nothing so widespread had occurred in our life times. We watched as our feelings of security melted away with the frames of the towers. Staring and trying to answer the question, “Why?”

Many of us accepted the new reality. We found our strength and we attempted to move on. Those terrible moments were but a collection of images forever emblazoned in our minds, but their power kept us from ever being at ease.

To remember life before evil stormed in to our world and to know how those men destroyed it all it’s hard to say that we are over you, Healing. We still seek after you. Day after day we pursue you as a country.

We look to reconcile and we strive to return to a life free from fear, but we still need you everyday. You keep us from forgetting those things that perished along with so many good men and women that day. And when we wanted to collapse and give up you gave us the power to rebuild. We are a stronger people today thanks to you. We will always remember and continue to chase after you.

The Ameri Brit Mom