Archive for August, 2011

Doing the right thing…

“Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.” (Martin Luther King) I tried to do what was right for Ellie, even if she doesn’t […]

Karma’s a bitch

Apparently, things aren’t going well for someone I know. She got denied a student loan I think she needed for her tuition this semester. That’s really ironic, considering that I was going to put aside money to help her with school–I told her little sister about this, but I don’t think she knows. But she’s […]

Doors in the Mind

A book I am reading says: Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need. First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all […]

Who is Ellie?

The rain has prevented me from working on s/v Pretty Gee as I was planning. So, instead, I thought I would write a bit about the amazing woman I love, to let my friends see who she is and why I love her so very much. Ellie is a beautiful, intelligent, selfless, stubborn, and fiery-tempered […]

Looking Back

Looking back on the events of this past summer, I do not regret telling Ellie how I feel about her. I think that telling her how much I love her and that I want to spend the rest of my life with her was the right decision, in spite of what has since happened. Life […]

Walking Away

I have tried everything in my power to get Ellie’s family to try and see that she has a problem. I have given them all the evidence and documentation of Ellie’s problem, but they will not even look at it. It just seems that they can not or will not accept that this is a […]

A Prayer for Ellie

Tomorrow, I will give Ellie’s mother all the documentation I have about why I believe that Ellie is ill and needs help. I hope that the reasoning and conclusions that I came up with as well as all the evidence that I have, in Ellie’s own words, from my conversations with her, and from my […]


I found this definition of Querencia on a website: “In Spanish, querencia describes a place where one feels safe, a place from which one’s strength of character is drawn, a place where one feels at home.” I have always defined it as it was taught to me by a friend many years ago–home of the […]