Review of Meadowland (2015) by Galvy F — 20 Jun 2016

When we are just an ordinary like minded family, until something comes along to separate us when we were not minding one another for a moment. When something so shocking sticks to our mind that we can't let go.

When we try to live normal lives again, but can't en its on our mind constantly, we can't enjoy life anymore that we contemplate ending it. But, we move on, and keep our mind at ease with positivity, or with pills.

When consciously we adapt to life by scanning it but unconsciously we are unable to balance or precive the world for what other entity it could be. When our minds are so different, can't help but keep in mind one another.

When our mind is always on our family, on every moment, on the day of the tradegy, every waking minute and hour, we can't sleep, do our work, or think about any other kid, who was as special as your kid.

When constantly thinking and hurting our mind and self we think would this ever go away or would it just take ahold of us and make us darker then we already are. When there are stranger people whom are darker that prey on kids and can't get them out their minds.

When the thought of sick minded individuals preying on our kids, our minds get darker. When we need something else stronger to heal our minds, something mindful and others hurtful to ourselves, but what works, works when it gets our mind off things.

When nothing works, but other things do, we naturally go to what heals us. When we are not the only ones whom have things on their mind, when others do too. When we are not alone in the grief we share with others, those whose emotons, thoughts and disabilities make them want this constant agony to end.

For others it doesn't and have to live with it their whole life. When we find strength, guidance in others in how they handle agony. When we wish we could just stumble upon them or something that can lead us to the healing.

When there are millions of people, all walks of life, with different emotions, feelings, thoughts, but we can't be like them anymore. We lost many things including our minds. When not all is lost, when we want somethings to remain the same because it keeps our mind at ease when and hope when they return.

There are a millions thoughts we can think about in our mind, but we have to choose to supress it. When our mind is on being a mother before anything else, that we naturally need to show others guidance in how to treat their kid.

When memories are all we have, and we share it closely in appreciation with a child and an animal whom shares it aswell. When there is so little we can do, so little we can go by with, that makes hope dwindle.

When we are constantly reminded of tradegy, lost ones, nothing brings them back. When we are alone, and we are not the only ones whom are thinking on their minds of us and our losses, we steer sensitively at telling them.

We don't know what would be on their mind once we tell them. Our good news, we hope is not bad news for them. Whether what happened to us is a loss, bad luck, tragic poem, or just something about us that me this happen.

When we can't explain, we given to darkness and agony and go against everything we stand for.When we would do anything to have that feeling of being a parent again, we go through lengths that make us lose our mind.

We don't know what to think, we don't know where to go, we don't know anything when all of hope is list and we lost a child for good. There are plenty of list children out there, looking for parents and guidance and you are one, but you can't help them all.

When we get a sign, that eases our mind that everything is going to heal again, we create new memories from that moment forward.