Today’s
post is bound to be more somber than posts before. This week has been crazy.
Bombings in Boston. Then shootings. Right outside my sister’s lab. Staring at
photos of the aftermath of the marathon terror in disbelief.
Of course,
being the world this is, everyone was quick to blame someone. Anyone. It’s how
humans function psychologically. It is easier to blame than to grieve. There is
less fear when you think you know who accomplishes unnecessary acts of
violence. And innocent people always get pulled in.
But I’m
not here to preach. I’m not here to explain that every person is an individual
and terrorism is not confined to a certain race or religion. I’m not here to
tell you that it seems the police have discovered the perpetrators of these
heinous crimes and we may never learn their motives. I’m not here to coach you
on how to grieve instead of blame.
I’m just
one person sitting at my dining room table in New York City, vaguely wondering if
the sun will come back or if the clouds have finally won their battle. I’m one
person relieved that the people she knows in Boston are safe, despite having
been through a bombing and a shooting. I’m one person who, because of Wakes and
Spirits, Expressive cats, good music, friends, family, animals, baking,
running, swimming, business plans, novels, and chocolate – has not given up
faith in this world.
Expressive Kitty is my hero!
ReplyDeleteMuch love, man. Much love.
ReplyDeleteWhen we say battle between sun and cloud, do we mean the characters or the objects?
ReplyDeleteHaha Jim, is there a difference?
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