Pocahantas and Southern Gothic Prods.=Piece of Good

I was 8 and it was my birthday. I was having a Pocahantas party and I wanted nothing more than to wear my Poachantas outfit. I don't say costume because trust me, this was the real thing-all the way down to that arm tattoo/bracelet. My mother would hear nothing of it. She said if I didn't change she would send everyone home. I went and hid in my closet and told her that was fine. I stayed in there until she relented. The point to this obscure memory is that sometimes I would like to go into a safe corner again and wait until everything is alright and no one is judged anymore before I come out. Everywhere we turn there is some new horror to show us in detailed summaries and the news, in the papers, and on the radio. There is so much good in the world and 9 times out of 10 that good is overshadowed by the bad. I believe that God must be devastated with our world at times, but I alos believes he allows us to find the good in life, whether we expect it or not. I found a piece of that good. The people that I have met at SGP have touched my heart. The founders of it have earned my eternal gratitude and support. It's that great people. I can go there and not have to worry about my next test or where to get gas money- I can just talk. Usually about nothing but random things, but it doesn't matter. We've become a little Chatting Family and we are all together to support a wonderful cause and a fantastic company that we all believe in. I'm just so grateful and so blessed. I finally found my corner again, only this time, I'm not alone...

-Becca