Alone Again...

The company has Zahir going out of country again. Another month in Iran. Poop!

I will be moving into the big house.  I feel like such a twelve-year-old. I know that this is for my safety.
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Z asked me to be quiet for a couple of days.

This Easter in Jordan was a little unusual. Our church congregation was protected by Muslim youth. The family originally didn't want me going to church, given what happened in Sri Lanka. Young men from the mosque the family attends, volunteered to protect my congregation as we worshiped our Savior's Resurrection. Baba informed me part of the reason so many volunteered was due to our church's work with the Syrian refugees.

It grew to a groundswell where many churches were protected, by young men from many mosques.  To the idiot Rush Limbaugh, not all Muslims are bad, just as not all Christians are bad.  There are extremists everywhere.  Stupidity has no borders; culturally, spiritually or nationally. I love these people, and they have been nothing but good to me.

I am just speechless over their generosity.

Chase

Well Poo...

 Looks like my last story bombed. No flames, but no feedback at all. Well, it was fun to write. 

 School has been taking most of my time this week. Zahir he's been so damn sweet. He has been helping me prepare for exams this week.  The proctor is scheduled to administer them Thursday. It is early but I am ready.

 My fur baby nipped my wrist while playing today. It has inspired a story... We will see if it develops.

Just Stepped Far Outside The Box

Just sent in my FIRST two maybe three part story to Nifty - Shon - Shunned & Redeemed (Part One). The story centers around a shunned Amish teen trying to figure himself out. I pictured this guy when I wrote the story about Shon.➜

It takes place a year after his shunning. He has had a chance encounter and must reengage his old life. Shon is dealing with a lot of changes.




***Update: Chapter Two was sent in as well...*** .


***Update Two: the story is up... In the transgender\teen part of the site.***

I Lost My Voice - Digitally This Time

 Well we saw it coming. We were warned. Still I held out hope for a miracle. Due to the data breach, Plus has shut down. Now we are left with the "What now?" question.

 Zahir offered to pay for a professional account. That is not the same thing and with a credit card trail it would be too easy to loose my/our anonymity. 

 But Facebook is available and still free! NO!!!

1. Facebook tracks it's guests, literally. I will not let a social media company put a bullseye on my family.
2. Too many people I know are on that platform. There are some things I don't want Grandma to learn about me.

 Twitter? I use words like mercurial, bloviation, circumlocution, sesquipedalian and thermodynamic... Do you see me fitting a coherent message inside a 140 character tweet without my head exploding?

 I have another "real me" social media account. It was one I had to dial down my profile when a "digital me" fan made the connection. I don't tell a lot of people in my life of the unappealing bits of my past. I was lucky it was a colleague Z and I trust. The downside it was the boss's boy. It was VERY awkward at the office for days. I think it is why boss became so protective of me in Ukraine. Is it spineless of me to hide the disheveled and minacious parts of my life? Maybe, but I won't let that man take my future.

 Like a good number of G+ers, I have decided to test the waters over at the new social media company ME/WE. I like the promise of no tracking. We will see...

And The Times They Are A-Changin...

 Two types of people hate this time of year businessmen and sports fans.  I have been listening to Zahir and his brothers complain about missing matches all weekend. Jordan switched over to Daylight Savings Time (summer time) before the rest of Europe, and the United States does it even before them.

 In this 24/7 world we're now in, is there really a purpose for daylight savings time? Has it outlived its purpose? Most office buildings no longer shut down completely, so where's the savings?

 I'm working on a couple of stories. Most of my focus is on my studies.  My skin has a pinkish glow, down from the crusty red and most of the lesions on my legs have faded. Again I'm going to tell, ask, and beg college students who live in dorms get vaccinated. Please.

 Love y'all Chase