Morning Comfort

13 Jun 2017

12/5/15

Morning Comfort

When I walked this morning, day was just a gauzy, gray hint of light. Suddenly I heard the crack of a gunshot. Then another. Some early morning hunter had sighted his deer. Then two more shots quickly.
From her investigations somewhere in the field or woods, Foxxi appeared at my side. For the rest of the walk she synchronized her steps exactly to mine. I guess she somehow felt that I, as her Human, could protect her from the threatening sounds that had echoed into our walk. I was glad for her company as well.

BAMorris

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Good Morning Sun!

13 Jun 2017

12/6/15

Good Morning Sun!

I slept in this morning. When I went for my walk, the field was a frosty white. The sun was a golden orb sitting in the tree line, seemingly content to peek over the horizon.
As I turned to head back home, the sun suddenly burst full into the sky as a blazing, blinding ball of light. “Good morning,“ it beamed to me.

BAMorris

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Going Backward

12 Jun 2017

11/9/15

Going Backward

I am amazed that there are still institutions and people in this country that object for birth control for women. It’s been over forty years since the Pill came on the market for common use. At that time the Catholic Church was vehemently opposed to its members using something to prevent a pregnancy. They saw it as against God’s will. But here we are in 2015. It is the norm for women to have the choice of conception or not. Now there are many more ways to prevent an unwanted pregnancy, thankfully.
But there is an upsurge of organizations fighting the Affordable Health Care Act by refusing to allow their insurance to pay for birth control for its insurees. They say making birth control available to women violates their religious beliefs. Not abortions or the Morning After pill. Birth control. I wonder where this increase in religion trying to go back to controlling a woman’s body is coming from.

BAMorris

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Mother Lessons

06 Jun 2017

1/10/17

Mother Lessons

My mother might have been called nosey. She seemed to be involved, when I was a child, in many people’s lives. We always seemed to be carrying somebody’s child to church, or taking someone else to the doctor or the store. She knew whose husband had lost his job, or which mother had no money to buy new shoes for her kids. In today’s world, she would be deemed a busy-body.
But in the 1950s, she was just being a good neighbor. I dare say everyone knew everyone’s business in our small community. So it really was no secret when a man lost his job or a mother had no money because her husband drank it up instead of bringing it home to her.
We were not wealthy. Mom had been one of those in need herself after my father left us. She had gone looking for work, any kind of work, from more well-to-do members of our community: any job to put food on our table and keep us in our home. She made it through that trying time, so afterwards she extended a helping hand to those less fortunate. Giving back, I’d call it.
She worked in the homes of the more financially secure for our livelihood. She was still “the hired woman.” But she shared her blessings, passed on our little extra, to those who didn’t have any extra, or even enough. I think in her mind she was just being a good Christian.

BAMorris

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Change of Status

06 Jun 2017

1/9/17
Change of Status

A teacher at the high school appeared in the news last night. I didn’t know him personally, but my daughter had him for a class and I knew he was very active in the school. Therefore, I was surprised to hear he had been arrested for giving alcohol to a minor.
Now I don’t know his story. It could all be very innocent, with an unexpected twist. I only know the charge, the arrest, and the fact that he is no longer employed as a teacher for the county. (And I suspect, will lose his teaching license.) I thought how sad it is that he had spent so many years doing good things for young people, and all that disappeared in the blink of an eye. It made me sad, and I’m sure it hurts his heart every time he sees his face plastered on the TV screen as a criminal.

BAMorris

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Missing Sister

06 Jun 2017

1/9/17
Missing Sister

I read the obituaries faithfully each day. I am not so much looking to see if mine is in there (as some people jokingly say), but to look for people I might have know as a child or for families of students I taught in the area.
While reading the obituary of a man with the same last name as mine, I was surprised to see my name as a survivor. I thought to myself, “I had a brother I didn’t even know about!” I read the piece again with renewed interest, chuckling to see my name still soundly there as his surviving sister.
I wondered if I had attended the funeral if the family would have been as surprised as I was to find he had an extra sister out there that no one knew about. And when I met the other Brenda Morris, would it be like looking at a doppelganger?

BAMorris

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A Magic Carpeting

27 May 2017

3/28/16

A Magic Carpeting

A carpet of tiny purple wildflowers, not as big as the end of a pencil eraser, covers the front lawn. I don’t know where they came from. They’ve never been there before. There must be hundreds of thousands of them because you can see them from the main road as you turn into the driveway we share with five neighbor houses. Every time I see that lavender strip, I wonder at Nature’s gift to me.

BAMorris

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A Rainy Night

20 May 2017

5/13/17

A Rainy Night

Rain pouring.
Road markings
Disappearing.
Stop lights,
Car lights,
Reflecting
On wet streets.
Cars creeping.
Drivers praying
Others are
Being as
Cautious as they.
Wipers swishing,
Barely able
To keep up
With the water.
A rainy night
In Richmond.

BAMorris

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10/2/16

Public Figures in Politics

I have often heard people say that public figures, such as performers (actors, musicians, singers) and athletes, have no place voicing their opinions about politics. I ask, why not? They are citizens of this country, just like me. They are affected by the decisions our government’s leaders make, just like me. They are mostly rational, questioning, thinking human being, like me. They have the same Constitutional rights to speak their mind as I do.
The only difference between us is they have a public persona, which I do not. That persona allows their voice to be heard by more people. It is up ordinary people to use their intelligence to decide if they agree or disagree with what the celebrity says.

BAMorris

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The New Leaders

30 Apr 2017

10/19/16

The New Leaders

A friend asked me the other day, after another news story involving Black Lives Matter activities, where were people like Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, and Louis Farrakhan. These former leaders for Black equality have visibly been absent. I didn’t have an answer, except maybe they are all older and unable to attend rallies due to poor health.

We left the question, but it stayed with me. As a child of the 60’s and 70’s, I am use to one or more of these men being front and center whenever there is an issue dealing with Civil Rights and discrimination. I puzzled that question over and over. The answer I came up with is this: Black Lives Matter is a grassroots movement lead by the youth of our country. It is their voice that fuels the marches, the protests, and the activities. It is no longer about the African American men and women of my generation. The young guns have taken over, and I am thrilled. I’ve been waiting for a ‘next generation’ to step up to the plate and make their ideas heard. At last they have a cause they can rally behind, and now it’s their turn to try and change what is wrong.

BAMorris

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