remembering

i remember my mom leaving.... dissapearing in fact and i never knew what mysterious place she went.... i remember the comfort of a older man stranger when i was only 5..... he made me feel like i was not alone...while taking my innocence... i didnt know or didnt understand that what he was doing was so wrong. sometimes i wonder what is the point of all this... the point of life. all across this nation and the world. so much pain and loss and sadness. im tired. very tired. all i can hope for is that my daughter will know love.... because i never knew a parents love in the right sense of the word.... i search for peace. for true love of myself and others..... and i pray to the great spirit for pace and wisdom to love better and make better decisions....