She had felt that something was missing for decades. She sought to fill the missing pieces with work of passion. To change the world in a way she couldn’t change this feeling of loss. Of Lost Children. her lost children. her sons. Childhoods she will not know. In a world gone mad she sought to be love and light. Stronger now she can fight but would rather not have to be constantly prepared for war.
She dreams of a reunion with her Lost Children. Has the world found her lost boys and surrounded them in warmth and love. Tears emptied under a wobbly shower head.
churchhurt is where you experience a degree of distance, pain, or judgement from your church community. Essentially, you are just unable to “find your place”. This is prevalent in the Christian community, but can be extended to other religions.
Now that I am an adult I am beginning to heal from the churchhurt that was inflicted on me as a child.
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.