My heart has been heavy this week. I’ve been sad, irritated and short tempered. (To the chagrin of my family!). I am a very empathetic person, and the feelings of others often resonate very strongly within me. Many times, when tensions and energies are very strong, I struggle to understand, and contain my thoughts and feelings. That has certainly been the case this week. With all that happened last weekend and over this past week, my heart has been drawn back to my home state of South Dakota and the beautiful Lakota American Indians with which I lived in 1994 and 1995.

For those new to my blog, or if you aren’t aware of my story, In January of 1995, my first born son died when he was  8 days old, from complications due to several birth defects. Before and during that event in my life, my husband and I…