It is Aloha Friday and the day before our Independence Day. Happy 4th! I am feeling a little bit like the sea grass in the photograph. Blowing gently back and forth…not really stable but not bending.
The Inspirational Authors’ Event on Facebook was fun! I got to meet so many wonderful female authors. I am grateful that Dana Goodman invited me to be a part of the event. Due to my location I had the last time slot all to myself and it was a great experience. Because I didn’t have many people to dialogue with I posted some favorite photos of Cory and several reviews for my books. I think of Cory every day but looking at his little face in the photos was a reminder of my loss. Many of the authors involved wrote about grief and loss. I guess that is why we are so inspirational? Or maybe I should say that our inspiration came from our hearts…our broken hearts.
Got on line to read the news this morning and saw the sad story about the young woman who was with her dad in San Francisco at a busy tourist location on one of the piers and some nut walked up and shot her. My heart aches for her mother and father. My youngest daughter was at that same location a few weeks ago when the Sunshine Kids Foundation took a group of cancer kids to SF for a weekend of fun. Random acts of violence always get our attention I suppose but I am feeling like the world is a crazier place these days. When I feel that way, I get scared for my kids and their kids. Why can’t we be kinder to one another? Why do our differences cause some to spew hate? If we were all the same and thought the same we would be like “Stepford” people…bland, boring, mindless. Why are so many so willing to believe hateful awful things said on talk radio, faux newscasts, and fliers? We are a great nation. We need to be respectful of each other and loving and kind. We cannot make the world a better place unless we are inspired to change and grow. We need to take the time to try to understand one another not condemn, judge and destroy.
I will get off my soap box for now but, missing Cory and my other loved ones who have crossed over the rainbow bridge — who wanted to live and grow and be here spreading love, makes me even sadder still that they were taken and the hatemongers and those burning churches, harming children and shooting innocent people are still among us.
Maybe I should stop reading the news? I don’t think I can as an former newsy. What I do know is that I am a global citizen who cares what is happening in the world even though it often make me sad. I am inspired to try to help change things for the better so for right now I will concentrate on being kinder and more understanding of those around me. In this moment I will allow myself to be blown gently back and forth like the sea grass along the beach.
Be well.
Shirley
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