I am so worried about our country. The violence. The disregard for humanity. For human life. The automatic weapons. Our economy crumbling. Our inability to have civil discourse over disagreements. Yelling over each other on television. Saying awful things just to say we don’t agree.
I am so worried about our country. The hate. The disconnect from our neighbors because they may not agree with our point of view. Don’t like who we voted for President. The fear that our jobs may be lost. Our mortgage payments may go late. Our kids fearful at school. Our schools defunded, our teachers overworked. Our firefighters and police underpaid. Our military veterans respected until they become veterans or disabled, then thrown away as a guilty afterthought, and abandoned to their own devices even in death – their children and spouses dropped from our consciousness because they no longer matter.
I am so worried about our country because our politics are about ego and winners and the next election and making it hard for people to vote, instead of about “we the people.” Our need for deep relationships reduced in the business of media as the pursuit of sex. Our children’s futures, and those least able to care for themselves, reduced to political gaming of our national debt and our rapidly diminishing social security.
There is no end to this fear, as we retreat into our homes, into our living room TV sets, and our online connections, ignoring or blindly hoping for a better future for ourselves, our children – faintly believing it may all turn out all right.
Our fear for our country, our fear for the stability of our own family’s future, our gut wrenching fear for our children in their schools, playgrounds and on the streets, our sense of powerlessness growing with each terrible tragedy that fractures our cocooned peace.
Fear. Country. Family. Future.
And sometimes the only hope is here…among you who listen, talk, share online. Hope here among my blogging sistahs – that’s how I call hundreds and thousands of my blogging buddies. Here online. Wrapped in the embrace of you, my unmet sisters online who give freely of their hopes, their dreams, dropping their own fear to say hello, try this, buy that, but who are really saying, “love is precious, everywhere, let us all gather it in together, share in it, feast amongst it, and move forward as best we can – as sisters bound into an unknown future together.”
Fear. Hope. Future. Dreams. My Blogging Sistahs together…thank you all, each of you, for being “out there” for me. For US.
You are “out there” in the ethernet for all and each one of us. Thank you.