My Journey throughout survival…….
These twelve months have been difficult lol no I mean these nineteen day’s have been a day by day survival. I have be documenting the attacks ohhhhh the pillow fights that have been happening!! I can’t count how many times I have been wounded in the field. Or the fight of who gets the last little bit of cheerios in the house, lol if you haven’t noticed I’m somewhat dramatic. Well I have been cleaning around my house, when I say that I mean I start and then after ten minutes get distracted with something and then stop. But I have cleaned the dangerous closest of mine, I have even organized my clothes by color and by weather type. I almost got sent into Narnia with an avalanche of clothes. Some thoughts I have had is that, how many deaths in so little time. Where have those lost have gone? Did they inured so most pain that isn’t describable? How are the family’s ? Will we go back to “normal” after all of this?
Many thoughts have came across my mind, I have wondered so much. One thing I want back is going to church like we would every single Sunday and hearing the word of the Lord and somewhat understanding my mission in life . Apart from that be able to enjoy the small things like going to school and socializing with my friends and teachers.
like my abuelita said to me as a child
Siempre habrá una arcoiris después de una gran tormenta.
