And their Mothers

 

When it's dark at night and I'm in my room,

I hear the comforting and peaceful sound of my child's breath as she sleeps.

I think about you.  For ten years.

Gone as beautiful, fragile, and innocent young girls.

Now women.
Now a mother.

I wonder about that moment when you took the chance to do what you could for

your friends, your daughter, yourself.

You opened your mouth and let out a scream
from so deep down and dark

that it saved you all.

I honor your courage and strength to show the world just exactly
how to scream ourselves free

 

 

Honoring Amanda, Jocelyn, Michelle, Gina and their Mothers.