Most of the refugee families that we profiled this month have made their way to America. And as the initial excitement fades, they are faced with the stark reality of starting from zero in a new land. Being an immigrant is very difficult. Being a refugee is even worse. Most of them lost everything in the war. And because they were kind enough to share their stories with us, I thought that we could help carry a bit of their load this Christmas.
Money we raise over the next 48 hours will be divided evenly among the families that we profiled, including Aya’s. Let’s use this Christmas to give back to the refugees who so openly shared their painful stories with us. Even if we could provide a few thousand dollars to each family—that money will stretch a long way.
This Christmas, consider helping us give the gift of a fresh start:
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Holiday tip
I sent my dog outside for standing on the dining room table. This was his response.
REBELLION
“Our ecosystem was clearly designed by the Devil, but at least we don’t have more guns than people.”
America’s Gun Problem Is So Bad Even Australians Are Scared
“Because we can’t imagine living in constant danger on purpose.”
my name is luna enriquez
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars—on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.
Robert Frost (via purplebuddhaproject)
Is it just me or was this year like … Really fucking overwhelming? Like everything’s that’s happened to you this year has shaped you into a completely different person that you were at the beginning of this year
i’ve got like 2 friends maybe 2.5
what I love about tumblr astrology as opposed to like newspaper astrology is that it’s so weirdly specific and particular like I myself don’t especially care what the stars think is in store for my future and would probably just feel rebellious if informed but I’m absolutely in favor of a stranger on the internet telling me what kind of onion I am
@samdeangc
prompt: “You have me. Until ever last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.” by Amie Kaufman
