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Pulse
Now 4 years later
Last year I wrote a piece about Pulse and it being 3 years later
Here we are, it’s another year gone by.
I still sit here with an awful feeling of dread. As the minutes creeped closer and closer to 2:02am on the east coast I felt more and more sad.
June 12th is the day of the BIG SAD. Nothing brings me out of it. I don’t know that anything ever will.
I have been in SoCal for 2 1/2 years now, but my heart still belongs to Orlando, my city, my home, my community. Every year as they remember and mourn those lost and those forever changed, my heart yearns to go back.
Even this year, in 2020, with this pandemic, the chaos of everything that has been 2020, this, this is still *my* BIG SAD. Which honestly is saying a lot, I have had a lot of the sad as I watch the world around me crumble, people forgetting the value of any and all human lives, people so uncomfortable with themselves and those who are different that they forget about humanity. It’s been a big sad struggle.