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Chapter One of My S.E.D. Label
When I was in high school, the guidance counselors and social service caseworkers gave me the label of S.E.D. I never understood what they meant. No one even bothered to explain their words to me. All they gave was psycho-babble and stern looks. Who cares, right? He’s just another messed up teenager with no future, except a life of drugs and crime. Didn’t anyone think to dig deeper beneath the crusty layers and help me. Finally, several years later, someone came into my life and made a difference. He was my therapist and he told me that label meant: I was Severely Emotionally Disturbed. I immediately disagreed. Yes, I was messed up—but severely, not really. There was more to me than the label. I just wanted everyone to understand. In the midst of my rambling thoughts, Dr. Logan’s monotone voice intruded into my mind. “Lie down on the sofa and close your eyes. Tell me what you see and feel.”
Seriously, man! Was he on a Freudian trip or something? Whatever, why not? I had nothing to lose. “Iron bars, locking a window tight. Light streams through the window but when I try to get close, the bars stop me. I’m a prisoner and the weight of that imprisonment is suffocating me.”
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Seriously, man! Was he on a Freudian trip or something? Whatever, why not? I had nothing to lose. “Iron bars, locking a window tight. Light streams through the window but when I try to get close, the bars stop me. I’m a prisoner and the weight of that imprisonment is suffocating me.”
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Chapter one of Bella Lucia
“Bella Lucia.” She whispered the words, and a tear slid down her cheek as she thought about her hopes of becoming a mother and fears of never realizing that dream. Her heart ached with the pain of barrenness.
She heard her husband call for her from inside the bedroom. “Honey, where are you?”
“I’m out on the balcony. I couldn’t sleep.”
He came outside. She felt his breath on her neck. “What’s wrong?”
“Do you have to ask?” Immediately, she regretted her tone. She sniffled, trying to hold back tears as she faced him. “It’s hard, you know, hearing Kari’s news.”
Lucas’s features softened and he reached out to embrace her. “It’s gonna happen, Gwen. You’re going to have a baby. Bella Lucia, remember.” .....
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She heard her husband call for her from inside the bedroom. “Honey, where are you?”
“I’m out on the balcony. I couldn’t sleep.”
He came outside. She felt his breath on her neck. “What’s wrong?”
“Do you have to ask?” Immediately, she regretted her tone. She sniffled, trying to hold back tears as she faced him. “It’s hard, you know, hearing Kari’s news.”
Lucas’s features softened and he reached out to embrace her. “It’s gonna happen, Gwen. You’re going to have a baby. Bella Lucia, remember.” .....
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Sophie Baird put one foot in front of the other on the path, crunching brown leaves as she walked. Her hands felt warm in her coat pockets. The wind softly caressed her face, a face whose blue eyes held a pain that dug deeply into her broken heart. She knew the passion of faith in God, but now existed as a wayward traveler with no hope.
Twenty-five year old Sophie felt the faint flicker of the fiery spirit inside which kept dueling with her heart not to give up hope even when life treated her harshly. Her Irish roots ran deep within her soul. She grew up in a house with loving parents coming straight from the Emerald Isle after they married. Sophie recalled tales of generations past. Her da told her she possessed the same fire that burned in his people. Sophie smiled as she remembered her dear parents. They died three months ago in a terrible car accident. She wondered how God could take them with so much of their lives left to live. They never even got back to their beloved Ireland......
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Twenty-five year old Sophie felt the faint flicker of the fiery spirit inside which kept dueling with her heart not to give up hope even when life treated her harshly. Her Irish roots ran deep within her soul. She grew up in a house with loving parents coming straight from the Emerald Isle after they married. Sophie recalled tales of generations past. Her da told her she possessed the same fire that burned in his people. Sophie smiled as she remembered her dear parents. They died three months ago in a terrible car accident. She wondered how God could take them with so much of their lives left to live. They never even got back to their beloved Ireland......
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