Listening to the rain

As a family life advocate
I often find myself rooted in the
mundane trevails of everyday life.

I stand voice raised in indignation
at some perceived violation of every persons'
inalienable right to be miserably trapped in
the unyielding morass that is relationship.

Foster children are denied this most basic
of human rights. Are they better for it? Are they somehow
better balanced as individuals? Do they contribute more per capita to
the betterment of society?

No an emphatic unequivocal no! no! no!
In the misery that relationship can be is the secret to heaven.
The joy of being a part rather then being A- PART far outweighs
any bogus make believe about individual freedom or independant living.

We must be dependant in order to acheive any real sense of independence at all.