It’s been nearly a year and this heartbreaking story lingers. 😦 Any one of us could’ve been in that situation. Always be thankful for your familial and friendly support if you are fortunate enough to have it.
The news had to hit hard. For those families who waited all day after news of the Pulse shooting first broke, the confirmation process moved at a painfully slow pace. Many parents had to wait more than 24 hours to find out for certain why their child would not pick up the phone and verify they were OK. The loved ones of the 49 killed that night learned heartbreaking news that suddenly shifted their emotion from worry to sorrow and redirected their energy toward funeral plans.
But one father greeted news a different way, not by weeping for his son but in anger toward a child he refused to accept. Why? Because the child was gay. The father wouldn’t even take the body from the morgue.
Well this is surprising news, I must say. I’m glad she’s been arrested, though. I’m tired of these women pleading ignorance when I’m quite sure the opposite is true.
Noor Salman, the widow of Pulse shooter Omar Mateen, has been arrested in California, where she faces charges for aiding and abetting, as well as obstruction of justice. After her husband killed 49 people inside Orlando’s gay nightclub this June, Salman relocated to San Francisco and will make her first appearance tomorrow.
My Lovelies, break out your case of tissue before you watch this. It’s so simple, yet so profound and beautiful.
This is a beautiful song!!
In case you missed it or, like me, are too old to stay up that late, 😉 here’s Jimmy Fallon’s speech on the gay nightclub massacre.
While it may seem inappropriate for me to share this in the wake of the Orlando nightclub massacre, he does speak out against LGBT bullying. I strongly believe that this is what led the terrorist to take the steps he did: because of hatred and shame of the LGBT community and his role in it. If you’re in the right place, pick up a copy when it’s released next month.
Prince William has been photographed for the cover of Britain’s bestselling gay magazine, Attitude, making him the first member of the royal family to pose for an LGBT title. It is due to be published on Thursday, just four days after the murder of 49 people in an LGBT nightclub in Orlando, Florida.
The Duke of Cambridge, whose late mother, Diana, Princess of Wales, was famously supportive of LGBT people and an early champion of people living with HIV/AIDS, has continued her legacy with both a cover shoot and an extensive feature in the July issue of the magazine.
This is a poem from a young woman – Patience Carter – who was lucky enough to be one of those who didn’t die at the nightclub massacre. Yet she feels guilt because there are 49 other individuals who didn’t make it. Survivor’s guilt is a real thing and we must embrace Ms Carter and all others in her situation. It’s not their fault any of this happened and there’s no real answer of why she survived when others didn’t.
The guilt of feeling grateful to be alive is heavy.
Wanting to smile about surviving but not sure if the people around you are ready.
As the world mourns the victims killed and viciously slain,
I feel guilty about screaming about my legs and pain,
Because I could feel nothing like the other 49,
Who weren’t so lucky to feel this pain of mine.
I never thought in a million years that this could happen.
I never thought in a million years that my eyes could witness something so tragic.
Looking at the souls leaving the bodies of individuals.
Looking at the killer’s machine gun throughout my right peripheral.
Looking at the blood and debris covered on everyone’s faces.
Looking at the gunman’s feet under the stall as he paces.
The guilt of feeling lucky to be alive is heavy.
It’s like the weight of the ocean’s walls crushing uncontrolled by levies.
It’s like being drug through the grass with a shattered leg and thrown in the back of a Chevy.
It’s like being rushed to the hospital and told you’re going to make it, when you laid beside individuals whose lives were brutally taken.
The guilt of being alive is heavy.
© 2016 Patience Carter
The thrum of a heartbeat,
A light quiver of flesh,
A sign of life.
A rapid beat,
Felt deep in the bones,
Music that moves.
Producing regular beats,
The end of life,
the pursuit of all happiness.
© 2016, BlueJeanFemme