I work very hard and am attending college to obtain my degree in the Human Service field. Writing makes me feel alive and gives me the opportunity to touch those whom I would not be able to otherwise. Last but not least, I have been blessed with two amazing daughters who love me completely and support my dreams. Feel free to contact me with questions, concerns or feedback.
The story is similar to a nightmare. Men, women, children and babies starving; living on the street. Some covered by a thin sheet for a blanket. We see images on the pages, screen and via the internet. Yet, we cannot fathom the reality, the intense severity of their plight.
For those of us who have always had a place to lay our heads, we cannot understand nor comprehend. We feel bad, somewhat compassionate, if only for a moment. The faces of starving children have graced our television screens for years. We have become somewhat desensitized. Turn the channel, we think. It will eventually go away.
The definition of purgatory per the dictionary is: a temporary condition of torment or suffering; "a purgatory of drug abuse". The definition of purgatory within the Catholic Church is: A state in which the souls of those who have died in grace must expiate their sins. For those of us who are not sure of the definition of expiate, this is: to make amends or reparation for (wrongdoing or guilt); atone for; to pay the penalty of.
I was recently informed by a family member that my dear father is in purgatory. This information took me quite off guard as my personal belief is in opposition. My father, along with everyone else in this world, was not perfect. Yet, he was a good father, my best friend and someone that was loved by many.