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Marriage
My middle daughter got married last summer after 7 years and two kids together and I want to share my elation on the progress of their beautiful union.
I dedicated this letter for them and my daughter read it with tears in her eyes after they were well settled. Although they lived very happily after deciding to fulfill one of the sacrament, I just want to share this piece of my mind for whatever it's worth..
Marriage is the uniting force between two souls, heart, body and mind to be one. It solidifies togetherness. A complete union and synchronicity of love for two persons who has become one. It is the culmination of a very long thought and perceived responsibility to conduct everything in life for the benefit and glory of two people. A seal that promotes sacred respect, love and happiness for both. While it is not going to guarantee any non commission of wrongs on either side, it does foster a deeper way to understand situation that might be so challenging and difficult. It breeds so much strength for the protection of the union that just by wearing the symbol of itself which is the ring, it creates a formidable impression about the sacredness of the unity in itself.
Anyone who witnesses the worn seal and symbol would otherwise position themselves to not encroach and therefore respect that unity by not undermining in anyway shape and form of that marriage.
Marriage, like any relationship requires a great deal of labor specially for its protection on all harmful forces around. Whether we like it or not, there will always be dark storms that will be weathered. There is always going to be dark forces that will undermine it. There will always be negative froces that will surround it. Specially jealousy and ego. My daughter Karen, in her speech, during the wedding touched my heart so deeply. and said: "Don't invite ego into the marriage ." What a profound advise. What a very strong and deep meaning it creates. More often than not, it is indeed, this calculating feeling of being so egotistic that ruins everything. Be on guard always, that all you do for the both of you and for your happiness is to stay humble and be respectful. Learning always also make it easier to position yourselves on things that you both will love. Be always a student in life. Be always considerate to the both of you and most of all, don't cease being a student of life. It will sustain you on knowing what is best and it will guide you to create a better union and better everyday performance of your relationship to one another. This is a song and dance you will do to each other. Make it sweet and joyful. Most of all be humble. There is nothing better than to recognize all our flaws and imperfections and be thankful that you have the ability to learn.
Marriage is a light that guides to achieve a very loving and very peaceful togetherness. A shield of great possession of being one. Always, you are now one. One body, one heart, one beat, one being and most of all, one soul. n the alert to learn and to understand so that the longer you are together, the easier it will be for anything that you will do.
A vessel of exuberance. Of gratification and pleasure. Of permanence. Of a very long if not forever unity. It is an act of goodness, to make this world a better p[lace. While each and everyone of us can do it, even in the absence of marriage, yet its force and effect is far greater by two people doing it together in a very structured and determined ways.
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I dedicated this letter for them and my daughter read it with tears in her eyes after they were well settled. Although they lived very happily after deciding to fulfill one of the sacrament, I just want to share this piece of my mind for whatever it's worth..
Marriage is the uniting force between two souls, heart, body and mind to be one. It solidifies togetherness. A complete union and synchronicity of love for two persons who has become one. It is the culmination of a very long thought and perceived responsibility to conduct everything in life for the benefit and glory of two people. A seal that promotes sacred respect, love and happiness for both. While it is not going to guarantee any non commission of wrongs on either side, it does foster a deeper way to understand situation that might be so challenging and difficult. It breeds so much strength for the protection of the union that just by wearing the symbol of itself which is the ring, it creates a formidable impression about the sacredness of the unity in itself.
Anyone who witnesses the worn seal and symbol would otherwise position themselves to not encroach and therefore respect that unity by not undermining in anyway shape and form of that marriage.
Marriage, like any relationship requires a great deal of labor specially for its protection on all harmful forces around. Whether we like it or not, there will always be dark storms that will be weathered. There is always going to be dark forces that will undermine it. There will always be negative froces that will surround it. Specially jealousy and ego. My daughter Karen, in her speech, during the wedding touched my heart so deeply. and said: "Don't invite ego into the marriage ." What a profound advise. What a very strong and deep meaning it creates. More often than not, it is indeed, this calculating feeling of being so egotistic that ruins everything. Be on guard always, that all you do for the both of you and for your happiness is to stay humble and be respectful. Learning always also make it easier to position yourselves on things that you both will love. Be always a student in life. Be always considerate to the both of you and most of all, don't cease being a student of life. It will sustain you on knowing what is best and it will guide you to create a better union and better everyday performance of your relationship to one another. This is a song and dance you will do to each other. Make it sweet and joyful. Most of all be humble. There is nothing better than to recognize all our flaws and imperfections and be thankful that you have the ability to learn.
Marriage is a light that guides to achieve a very loving and very peaceful togetherness. A shield of great possession of being one. Always, you are now one. One body, one heart, one beat, one being and most of all, one soul. n the alert to learn and to understand so that the longer you are together, the easier it will be for anything that you will do.
A vessel of exuberance. Of gratification and pleasure. Of permanence. Of a very long if not forever unity. It is an act of goodness, to make this world a better p[lace. While each and everyone of us can do it, even in the absence of marriage, yet its force and effect is far greater by two people doing it together in a very structured and determined ways.
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our journey
Nobody understands the reason
Why we are meet in the life's journey......
We are not related by blood,
We don't know each other from the start.
But god puts us together to be
Wonderful friends by heart.........
Why we are meet in the life's journey......
We are not related by blood,
We don't know each other from the start.
But god puts us together to be
Wonderful friends by heart.........
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Vietnam War Veterans PTSD(Post Traumatic Stress Di
A very large number of Vietnam veterans haven’t made it all the way home from the war in Southeast Asia. By conservative estimates, at least half a million Vietnam veterans still lead lives plagued by serious, war-related readjustment problems. Such problems crop up in a number of ways, varying from veteran to veteran. Flashbacks to combat… feelings of alienation or anger… depression, loneliness and an inability to get close to others… sometimes drug or alcohol problems… perhaps even suicidal feelings.
In World War II, the United States was very clearly threatened by a uniformed and easily recognizable foe. In Vietnam, it was quite the opposite. It appeared that the whole country was hostile to American forces. The enemy was rarely uniformed, and American troops were often forced to kill women and children combatants. There were no real lines of demarcation, and just about any area was subject to attack. Most American forces had been trained to fight in conventional warfare, in which other human beings are confronted and a block of land is either acquired or lost in the fray. However, in Vietnam, surprise firing devices such as booby traps accounted for a large number of casualties with the human foe rarely sighted. A block of land might be secured but not held.
The only observable outcome was an interminable production of maimed, crippled bodies and countless corpses. Some were so disfigured it was hard to tell if they were Vietnamese or American, but they were all dead.
The civilian population of the World War II era had been treated to movies about the struggles of readjustment for veterans.
The civilian population of the Vietnam era was treated to the horrors of the war on the six o’clock news. They were tired and numb to the whole experience. Some were even fighting mad, and many veterans came home to witness this fact.
Some World War II veterans came home to victory parades. Vietnam veterans returned in defeat and witnessed antiwar marches and protests.
PTSD symptoms experienced by some Vietnam war veterans are:
DEPRESSION
Many have been continually depressed since their experiences in Vietnam. They have the classic symptoms of sleep disturbance, psychomotor retardation, feelings of worthlessness, difficulty in concentrating, etc.
ISOLATION
Combat veterans have few friends. Many veterans who witnessed traumatic experiences complain of feeling like old men in young men’s bodies. They feel isolated and distant from their peers.
RAGE
The veterans’ rage is frightening to them and to others around them. For no apparent reason, many will strike out at whomever is near. Frequently, this includes their wives and children.
SURVIVAL GUILT
When others have died and some have not, the survivors often ask, “How is it that I survived when others more worthy than I did not?
ANXIETY REACTIONS
Some veterans are uncomfortable when standing out in the open. Many are uneasy when sitting with others behind them, often opting to sit up against something solid, such as a wall. The bigger the object is, the better. Many combat veterans are most comfortable when sitting in the corner in a room, where they can see everyone about them.
SLEEP DISTURBANCE AND NIGHTMARES
Few veterans struggling with post-traumatic stress disorders find the hours immediately before sleep very comfortable. In fact, many will stay awake as long as possible. They will often have a drink or smoke some cannabis to dull any uncomfortable cognition that may enter during this vulnerable time period.
INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS
Traumatic memories of the battlefield and other less affect- laden combat experiences often play a role in the daytime cognitions of combat veterans. Frequently, these veterans report replaying especially problematic combat experiences over and over again.
In World War II, the United States was very clearly threatened by a uniformed and easily recognizable foe. In Vietnam, it was quite the opposite. It appeared that the whole country was hostile to American forces. The enemy was rarely uniformed, and American troops were often forced to kill women and children combatants. There were no real lines of demarcation, and just about any area was subject to attack. Most American forces had been trained to fight in conventional warfare, in which other human beings are confronted and a block of land is either acquired or lost in the fray. However, in Vietnam, surprise firing devices such as booby traps accounted for a large number of casualties with the human foe rarely sighted. A block of land might be secured but not held.
The only observable outcome was an interminable production of maimed, crippled bodies and countless corpses. Some were so disfigured it was hard to tell if they were Vietnamese or American, but they were all dead.
The civilian population of the World War II era had been treated to movies about the struggles of readjustment for veterans.
The civilian population of the Vietnam era was treated to the horrors of the war on the six o’clock news. They were tired and numb to the whole experience. Some were even fighting mad, and many veterans came home to witness this fact.
Some World War II veterans came home to victory parades. Vietnam veterans returned in defeat and witnessed antiwar marches and protests.
PTSD symptoms experienced by some Vietnam war veterans are:
DEPRESSION
Many have been continually depressed since their experiences in Vietnam. They have the classic symptoms of sleep disturbance, psychomotor retardation, feelings of worthlessness, difficulty in concentrating, etc.
ISOLATION
Combat veterans have few friends. Many veterans who witnessed traumatic experiences complain of feeling like old men in young men’s bodies. They feel isolated and distant from their peers.
RAGE
The veterans’ rage is frightening to them and to others around them. For no apparent reason, many will strike out at whomever is near. Frequently, this includes their wives and children.
SURVIVAL GUILT
When others have died and some have not, the survivors often ask, “How is it that I survived when others more worthy than I did not?
ANXIETY REACTIONS
Some veterans are uncomfortable when standing out in the open. Many are uneasy when sitting with others behind them, often opting to sit up against something solid, such as a wall. The bigger the object is, the better. Many combat veterans are most comfortable when sitting in the corner in a room, where they can see everyone about them.
SLEEP DISTURBANCE AND NIGHTMARES
Few veterans struggling with post-traumatic stress disorders find the hours immediately before sleep very comfortable. In fact, many will stay awake as long as possible. They will often have a drink or smoke some cannabis to dull any uncomfortable cognition that may enter during this vulnerable time period.
INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS
Traumatic memories of the battlefield and other less affect- laden combat experiences often play a role in the daytime cognitions of combat veterans. Frequently, these veterans report replaying especially problematic combat experiences over and over again.
What a Waste
My grandparents had the same phone in their home for 40 years.
My parents never wasted a thing.
From Facebook:
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older lady that she should bring her own grocery bags, because plastic bags are not good for the environment.
The woman apologized to the young girl and explained, "We didn't have this 'green thing' back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations."
The older lady went on to explain:
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.
We walked up stairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
Back then we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throw away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts. Wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
Back then we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blade in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
A well deserved
My parents never wasted a thing.
From Facebook:
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older lady that she should bring her own grocery bags, because plastic bags are not good for the environment.
The woman apologized to the young girl and explained, "We didn't have this 'green thing' back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations."
The older lady went on to explain:
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.
We walked up stairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
Back then we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throw away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts. Wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
Back then we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blade in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
A well deserved
It's been a while
Just want to say hello to all my friends here (Ed, Welela, Knenagh, Catfoot, Lavina, Bambina, Chingching, Virgo, and many more oh it's been ages I don't know who's still here and who's the new blogger), been a while I'm hiding. When you fail something sometimes you just want to crawl under your blanket as you don't feel like meeting anyone because you have no idea to say in case they ask you "How are you?". But then you miss good things too, by hiding. So here I am, back to life, will try to live it to the fullest again. Hopefully this year brings us happier time, more laugh, and more good memories.
Love,
Saras
Love,
Saras
Singles in the middle ages
Around 1000 A.D. taxes were still payable in goods, though there was money, too. Mostly thin silver coins cut out from hammered silver sheets. These coins were called "denar" like the roman silver coins.
At this time there was an important monastery in Lorsch with much real estate and income from the peasants.
Taxes on farms were for example: a pig and a sheep annually, a horse and a certain amount of wine or an ox, eggs and a few denars.
Every peasant had to plow about two acres of dominion land three times a year and had to work three days of the week for the landlord.
Every single man or woman had to pay 369 denars tax annually for being single.
Denar from Schwäbisch Hall, a city producing salt in the middle ages
At this time there was an important monastery in Lorsch with much real estate and income from the peasants.
Taxes on farms were for example: a pig and a sheep annually, a horse and a certain amount of wine or an ox, eggs and a few denars.
Every peasant had to plow about two acres of dominion land three times a year and had to work three days of the week for the landlord.
Every single man or woman had to pay 369 denars tax annually for being single.
Denar from Schwäbisch Hall, a city producing salt in the middle ages
THE TRUE NATURE OF A DECEPTIVE MIND !!!
Its a good thing to trust someone, and be in love.I have realised that in today's society,most of the people who commit evil deeds, are those who once had confidence and trust on people but were deceived and humiliated.
A deceptive mind have no more confidence in people,they are always lonely,distant to others and lack trust.Such people may be very aggressive towards others from the slightest error.
"Minds" that have attained this level of mistrust are very hard to win over.This set of people are traumatized, as such the word love has no true meaning to them.Their thinking could be infested by the spirit of revenge.
Have you been there?
A deceptive mind have no more confidence in people,they are always lonely,distant to others and lack trust.Such people may be very aggressive towards others from the slightest error.
"Minds" that have attained this level of mistrust are very hard to win over.This set of people are traumatized, as such the word love has no true meaning to them.Their thinking could be infested by the spirit of revenge.
Have you been there?
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thoughts
Here I am sitting alone and deep in my thoughts. I look outside my window and realize what a mystery life is. I think of the world and all the different people there are here on earth bound by our own individual strength, weaknesses, excess and limitations. So different from the color of our skins, beliefs and religions. Societal values, mores and traditions. How we re so alike and yet so different. Alike in a way that we know struggles and difficulties. How sorrows and pain can cause tears and imbalance in our lives. Just as much as how happiness and joys can bring smiles deep in our hearts. How we feel injustice when we are injured and harmed.
Yes, how different we are in our ways of lives, in our beliefs, in our religions. How diversified we are in our cultures. But deep down we know what is right and wrong. Or at least that is how I was taught. And how I raised my children. That regardless of color, sex and who we are there are some universal bounds that glue us together. For instance love. Kindness, generosity and compassion.
We do have choices. We can choose to be bad over good. We can opt to be cruel over kind. The question I have is: How can we accept each other as different and yet be respectful of those differences?
We don't have to apply and or impose religions to do this, do we? We can believe in anything or anyone provided we don't harm each other, can't we?
We are all imperfect, of course, we are human. But isn't that the reason why we need to learn? So we can understand? So we can adapt and change?
Change for the better? Not only for each of us but for all man? For humanity?
Or do we insist on our own individual advantage at the expense of others?
What a challenging thoughts going through my mind. Then the snow started falling...Did man make the snow? The rain? Did man make the earth revolve around the sun so we can have life?
Thank you all for your reads and may everyone be happy. After all human life is far shorter than the trees. Yet I can never see them cry nor hear them complain. Oh but the wind make them dance. Did man make the wind?
Our mind. How powerful it is. Thoughts, what are yours?
Yes, how different we are in our ways of lives, in our beliefs, in our religions. How diversified we are in our cultures. But deep down we know what is right and wrong. Or at least that is how I was taught. And how I raised my children. That regardless of color, sex and who we are there are some universal bounds that glue us together. For instance love. Kindness, generosity and compassion.
We do have choices. We can choose to be bad over good. We can opt to be cruel over kind. The question I have is: How can we accept each other as different and yet be respectful of those differences?
We don't have to apply and or impose religions to do this, do we? We can believe in anything or anyone provided we don't harm each other, can't we?
We are all imperfect, of course, we are human. But isn't that the reason why we need to learn? So we can understand? So we can adapt and change?
Change for the better? Not only for each of us but for all man? For humanity?
Or do we insist on our own individual advantage at the expense of others?
What a challenging thoughts going through my mind. Then the snow started falling...Did man make the snow? The rain? Did man make the earth revolve around the sun so we can have life?
Thank you all for your reads and may everyone be happy. After all human life is far shorter than the trees. Yet I can never see them cry nor hear them complain. Oh but the wind make them dance. Did man make the wind?
Our mind. How powerful it is. Thoughts, what are yours?
My Personal Space.
I’m all alone today. My sister and her husband are away for the weekend and I’m making my own food. Today I can eat what I want and when I want. My sister’s daughter invited me for lunch but I declined the offer. I need to be alone sometimes.
I maintain a personal space around me that only my lover, my parents, siblings, children, and grandchildren can violate at will. Of course, there are some other exceptions like the hairdresser, physician, dentist, and so on.
Big flirt that I am, I’m not the hugging or touching type. This is perhaps the main reason why everybody accepts my flirting. I don’t like people hanging on me and I hang on nobody. This is now the people other than a lover. She is the always welcome and I normally cannot get enough of her presence.
Other than my direct family, I seldom touch people. My friends, extended family (cousins etc), and their spouses are only permitted inside my space when we greet or congratulate each other. And then they must shake hands (or kiss) and bugger off or I will take a step backwards.
When I shake somebody’s hand and he holds onto my hand for too long, like some church brothers do, I will soon remove my hand. I’m not fond of dancing but when I do, I try to maintain my distance as well as I can.
But the funny thing is, I get annoyed when a woman offers me her cheek when I congratulate her on something. The same applies if she kisses me on the cheek when she congratulates or wishes me on something. It is just too impersonal and if she cannot kiss me on the mouth, I won’t even bother next time. Hell, I don’t have TB!
Naturally, there are times when physical contact with strangers is unavoidable. When you leave a rugby stadium after a game, it is impossible not to touch people but that type of contact does not bother me. Why would it be that I’m quite prepared to be squashed by strangers but don’t like it when a friend put his hand on my shoulder?
Have a great day and forget about the Monday blues looming on the horizon.
I maintain a personal space around me that only my lover, my parents, siblings, children, and grandchildren can violate at will. Of course, there are some other exceptions like the hairdresser, physician, dentist, and so on.
Big flirt that I am, I’m not the hugging or touching type. This is perhaps the main reason why everybody accepts my flirting. I don’t like people hanging on me and I hang on nobody. This is now the people other than a lover. She is the always welcome and I normally cannot get enough of her presence.
Other than my direct family, I seldom touch people. My friends, extended family (cousins etc), and their spouses are only permitted inside my space when we greet or congratulate each other. And then they must shake hands (or kiss) and bugger off or I will take a step backwards.
When I shake somebody’s hand and he holds onto my hand for too long, like some church brothers do, I will soon remove my hand. I’m not fond of dancing but when I do, I try to maintain my distance as well as I can.
But the funny thing is, I get annoyed when a woman offers me her cheek when I congratulate her on something. The same applies if she kisses me on the cheek when she congratulates or wishes me on something. It is just too impersonal and if she cannot kiss me on the mouth, I won’t even bother next time. Hell, I don’t have TB!
Naturally, there are times when physical contact with strangers is unavoidable. When you leave a rugby stadium after a game, it is impossible not to touch people but that type of contact does not bother me. Why would it be that I’m quite prepared to be squashed by strangers but don’t like it when a friend put his hand on my shoulder?
Have a great day and forget about the Monday blues looming on the horizon.
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LIFE AND MORE LIFE
I was reading about the front page of the Star Tribune, the biggest and most read newspaper in Minnesota, which I missed since the last five days and Last Sunday, it was such a very thought provoking headline: People all over the nation are coming to Minnesota for abortion? Texas and some states clinic are limited to accommodate and respond to the growing number of people who are in need of this delicate act. Taxpayers are paying for this mandate.
And then I remember the new law in California that was passed? (I didn't vote for it)
ABORTION IN SOME STATES, SPECIALLY CALIFORNIA IS NOW DONE WITH OR WITHOUT THE CONSENT OF THE PARENTS, EVEN IF THEY ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD..
What on earth is going on?
If you were a parent and this was done without your consent. Wouldn't you be mad? I think I would be.
First of all are you in favor? If not why?
Second, should the Federal government must dictate what the State must do? For right now the Supreme Court has made abortion legal in all state. But do you agree on this decision? Is there any better way to handle it?
And then I remember the new law in California that was passed? (I didn't vote for it)
ABORTION IN SOME STATES, SPECIALLY CALIFORNIA IS NOW DONE WITH OR WITHOUT THE CONSENT OF THE PARENTS, EVEN IF THEY ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD..
What on earth is going on?
If you were a parent and this was done without your consent. Wouldn't you be mad? I think I would be.
First of all are you in favor? If not why?
Second, should the Federal government must dictate what the State must do? For right now the Supreme Court has made abortion legal in all state. But do you agree on this decision? Is there any better way to handle it?
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