Thankful for every kind word shared with me today. I was loved well.
In a world where our passions often turn into self-righteousness and polarize our neighbors, we are haunted by the subjects that separate us instead of being united by our own fragile humanity.
I read a post today by Anne Lamott. In it she lamented the events of Paris and the events of Sandy Hook and the tragic events that occurred in between. I have read many words today as grief often centers many of us long enough that the press of busy stalls so the beauty in each of us can emerge. Lamont spoke of grace and light and healing. She wrote about doing the next right thing even if we didn't see grace and light on November 14th or on November 15th. My Facebook feed is full of scenes from Paris, and Parisian flags adorning the faces of my friends and words that unite people separated by thousands of miles and the Atlantic Ocean. Social media and our temporary profiles are our love language. It's the best of us.
I wonder how many days will pass before our Facebook and Twitter feeds are full of polarizing propaganda about political candidates, public policy and those ideals that cause each of us who love strangers today to despise the same strangers tomorrow. I wonder if we will continue to reflect light or if our individual entitlements will smother the light like the vortex of a black hole? I wonder how long it will be before I forget that "what unites us is far greater than what divides us" ? (Kennedy).
I miss the biting one-liners from my fiesty five-foot-four-inch baby girl. I miss her bravado and her sweet voice on the other end of the phone with a "hi momma". I miss the one-liner I would have received today. Time hasn't healed me or lessened the pain. We are fragile - our happiness, our families, our network of friends. We are fragile.
Over time, we can band together united by our simple humanity or we can let the unity of our temporary profile pictures, our love language, fade away succumbing to hate and intolerance. Time won't heal us; it will only give a few of us another opportunity to share the light.
Thankful for the love and light shared with me today.
Here's hoping our love language remains an action and not a memory.