Road "Home"?

Just where is home anymore?  Is it out in Dine Bikeyah?  Is it back there in Kentucky?  Is it somewhere else that God has not shown us yet?  So many questions, so many thoughts.  And still not answer for the long road ahead.
Our "little brother" and his passing has made us think harder about so many things.  We dont really know what the path before us holds, but we know we need to, for now, get back out here to Dine Bikeyah, and get here fast.

Yet, here we sit, Robby and I, at the motel in Sallisaw, OK, on our way back to Keavy, KY.  The trip is nearly over, and we will be back to life "as normal"... if there really is such a thing for gypsies like us.  I trust the days and months a head help us figure more stuff out, but for now, this gypsy gal has to get back to Keavy, so she can wash clothing, and get ready for her bus trip to Wichita, KS to see her dying mom...
But first, a good long nights rest and another day on the road.

~ Morria

We Made It!

We got up early Friday Morning, and ate a heart meal of waffles thanks to the hot continental breakfast at our hotel. Then we pushed, and I mean pushed hard.  We stopped a few times to refill the gas and our bellies, but other than that we pushed.  From 9am Central time to 5am Mountian time the next day (today/Saturday) we were on the road.  We crashed on the warm, old brown carpet here at BABR to catch a quick nap before anyone was really up.  Then by 8am we were up and getting around for the memorial.

Why do we have to say "goodbye"?  Why do these things keep happening? Why does it seem I out live many who are even younger than I?  I mean, I am getting use to the thought I might not have my Merami much longer, but to lose someone who was just 17?  It sickens my heart, especially when it was to suicide.   Yet, I know how hard it can be.  When I was 16/17, I was facing death I thought... due to my "mystery" illness which to this day has no true name.  I myself thought of just ending it all a few times... years ago.  But to actually follow through... NO, I promise everyone, I will not even toy with that idea ever again, from this day forth... and thus honor my fallen brother's memory all the more.  Rest at peace in our Lord's arms little brother!

~ Morria

Fort Wayne, IN

Well, I am at Aunt Nel's for a while... then heading to Kansas...till I get money and license...then may haps back to Michigan.  So bad stuff happened, and I got drug into the middle of it.  All I can say, is pray for my little bro, Matt.  He is so lost right now…

It is time to let God start making a path for my life.  I must look into more schooling... and where to get the money for it.   I am praying to get to go back to Michigan... at least until I have money and some training.   Who knows... one plan changes and God opens another door. Life is so strange... but worth living.   At least GOD brings great good out of great darkness as only HE can.  I love begin a gypsy goth gal, but this road is so not easy!

On the bright side, spent yesterday with my Aunt Nel and 2nd cousins Ashley and Liz.   Got a beautiful black dress for prom alternative and stuff to go with it.  Still need gloves, a purse, and shoes, but those will come with time.

~ Morria

Leaving Kansas…

1 day left in Kansas... I am both loving the thought of leaving... and yet it is so bittersweet to leave behind all my friends.   Well, I will be back to visit.

I saw my cousin, Lynn, yesterday at the mall.  We hung out for an hour... it was fun to see her face while we were in some of the stores: we have such different tastes.   I got a journal for all my must private thoughts... one with a lock so no one, like my little "brother", can read them.

Mom is throwing me a going away party at my church.   I kinda like the idea... but it is just so hard to say goodbye... or even if I will see you later or in heaven, if not before.  *La sigh*  Well, life must go on... as must I.

A gypsy goth gal am I, and this is the price of such a life...

~ Morria

Journey to Wisconsin - Part 1

A whole week with Matt!  Havent got to hang out since we left New Orleans back in Summer 2001, though we have been in contact and talked ever since.  His an awesome "little brother"!

The flight into Chicago was grand, and the road trip was even better up to the Rush in Wisconsin.  Who knows what mischief the two of us gypsies will have this week!

~ Morria

Enter Matt

Matt, my dear friend and "little brother" from the New Orleans trip has entered into a more key place in my journey.  As of today we are e-mailing and calling each other alot.   He makes me laugh, and not many people can do that.  It is good to add a little "bro" to the clan, now if only we can grow larger...  a family dies if it does not grow and expand.

Note to self: Bev and Deirdrea are so much alike in what they talk about are interested in, and their vocabulary, do not call them back to back, or even on the same day!  For the life of me, I couldn't keep straight who I was talking to... and I have known Deirdrea since her birth, and Bev since only I was 15.  But it is a relief to have gals to talk with, too. It is such a blessing to have good friends like Matt, Deirdrea, and Bev in my life!

~ Morria

Journey to New Orleans!

So here I am in New Orleans with my new found friends...  Sonnie, Matt, and so many others.  As I sit on the floor of the church on my bed roll drying off, I cant help thinking... "Wow, this is more than I ever imagined!"  I have heard people speaking full Cajun French, eatted mostly Cajun and Creole food, and discovered Cafe Due Mont Ice Coffee.  Even more, I found a "little brother", and a dear friend...



What have I done besides see the sights?  We hosted a VBS at a church in the 9th Ward.  Done street ministry along side voodoo booths, fortune tellers, and tarot card readers.  Talked at length to a practicing druid from Ireland.  Yes, we did take a day to shop at the markets and shops... but that was one day out of 14! And that is also the day it desided to down pour on us... thus why I am sitting here drying off.  LOL!

~ Morria