Welcome To America
The first morning I opened my eyes in the land called America I was jetlagged and heavy hearted. The land of milk and honey left behind along with everything I loved including a peaceful and happy life. Life back home was under attack; from the other side of the boarder outside of my loving life. We were always ready for interruption any time day and night. It was a happy life with violent death sitting outside our window forever waiting for the opportunity to break the glass and march into our... Sign in to see full entry.