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Pain of millions

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The pain of millions

benefits the billions

our joy riding on the backs

of those who cannot choose

when they wake

which way the look

where they go

how they love

who they love

if they love

#enditmovement

#endit

#slaverystinks

How many of us enjoy getting roses on Valentines (or any time for that matter)?

I worked in the grocery industry for 13 years and never knew about how roses and slavery were connected.  I am not sure if it was because I was “blind” to the idea that slavery still existed or if it was because the company I worked for prided (and still does) itself for humanely sourcing everything it sold.

So here you go…

Four boys rescued from a rose farm

Roses: symbols of love or symbols of suffering

I realize the second source is quite a bit older but that lends to the longevity of the problem.

Many years ago I told my husband that I didn’t like roses.  The thorns were not worth the beauty of the flower that was so fleeting.  Also, I had worked so many hours and so many Valentines with the wretched flowers I didn’t want to have to deal with them at all! I asked that when he wanted to buy flowers for me he purchase potted plants instead.  He complied with my request and I got plants for quite a number of years.

Later in our marriage he began to purchase roses again and I found myself oddly happy at the sight of the flowers.  I think that there is a push, a need to be alike others and to compare our lives so we feel the same and accepted.  I took pictures of the roses and posted them, so proud of my gift.  It was bought in love and it did make me happy.  Often the roses lasted “longer than they ever have!” and we enjoyed them for 7-10 days.

Now that I know that roses are often carried on the backs of small children I cannot, anymore, enjoy them unless they are in my garden.

I wish I had a solution to the roses problem.  I know there are farms that grow roses with kindness to the environment AND humans.  I just have to locate them.

The holiday dichotomy

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This is the season that causes people to feel a pull toward joy. A joy that for some is contrived and painful. There, in this season of supposed joy, is a deep grief that loss brings.

A loss of a person you love or hate, an animal that was dear to you, a job, etc. It could also be the loss of a relationship that was deemed important at one point. Now looking back with fondness on the better days you sorely miss it.

The songs in the stores and on the radio. The decorations on the streets, on the houses, & seemingly everywhere. They are a constant reminder of what you have lost and the pain you are feeling.

It is strange that in the most wonderful season of all walking around hearing that it is the hap-happiest time of the year and many are not really “feeling” it.

But that makes it so trite. Not “feeling” it? No, they are grieving and life has taken a turn in a direction they did not expect.
The hard thing is that this feeling is hidden as far down as the person who is experiencing it wants it to be hidden. No one ever has to know about the pain if the griever doesn’t want anyone to know.

Joy is an easy thing to fake. Show up to a party, laugh, engage in lively banter, meet new people, eat and drink too much. No-one needs to know that the pain you feel this to me of year is real and harmful to you and the people around you.

It is interesting that people in grief are expected to cover their pain so that others can “enjoy” the season and not have to worry about the “downers”.

I feel like this months conversation about slavery is like this grief joy dichotomy. Isn’t it something that December is the month that was chosen to raise awareness to this cause?

The month where we buy mounds of stuff for people who may already have loads of stuff.

The month where we have parties celebrating different holiday times.

The month where we cherish time spent with family and friends.

The month where we pull our hair out in stress due to financial issues or lack of ability to please others.

It is the month that was chosen to shed light on the people who are bought and sold on a daily basis.

It is a month where every morning I put on a dress and think about why I am wearing a dress.

We don’t want to see the slavery. We want to have the whole world at peace and in happiness for this one month during the year.  But that is the dichotomy.  That is what makes this month sometimes a farce.  It is why this HAD to be the month to raise awareness for this cause.

Slavery is a hidden ill in society.  It is something that is hidden so deep that we don’t have to see it if we don’t want to.  We can easily go on enjoying our parties and fun this month.

It’s like the sadness that is so pervasive this holiday; “a downer”.

If we don’t face it now it’s not like it is going away.  We need to look at it and take a stand, do something, help others that are outside our safe zone.  We have to look at it square in the face.  IJM helps us do that.  They tell us that they have freed and helped in after care 18,000 people.  They have convicted 770+ people who were slave owners.  They are making a difference and shining a light on the problem even in this month.

You can help too.  Look at what IJM is doing and see what you can do with them.  You can donate to my Dressember site where all the proceeds are going to help IJM and their mission.  You can also pray for those enslaved, their owners, and the people who are working to free them.

Yes, I said pray for their owners.  We can talk about that next time.

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This sweet little face is that of the daughter of one of mah honks. I love this girl to the moon and back!