Tuesday, April 16, 2013
looking for the good
today, i'm looking for the good in the bad. the happy in the sad. what makes me grateful, not hateful.
but it's hard.
i'm so angered by yesterday's events in Boston i could scream. i'm tired of the news, the never-ending stream of tragedies. i'm tired of wondering what kind of world my daughter will know when she's my age. will it be even scarier in twenty-five years? i don't want her to miss out on exciting events like marathons because she's worried about bombs exploding or guns firing. what kind of life is that?
since i can't stop tragedies or violence, i'll show my daughter how to be brave by teaching her to love others, to find the good in the bad. if she were old enough to understand what happened yesterday, i'd tell her about the civilians and first responders who helped. i'd talk about the exhausted marathoners who, after twenty-six miles, kept running to the nearest hospital to donate blood. i'd talk about all the brave spectators who ran toward the explosion to aid victims when others were running away from it. i’d tell her our world has many more good people than bad, and more beautiful things than ugly.
but she's not old enough to understand just yet.
so, instead of giving her my spiel, i'll simply remind myself of the good things that happened and the good people i encountered yesterday:
+ the man at pete's coffee who asked about evie's eye and told me not to worry about her upcoming surgery; his cousin had the same droopy lid, and the doctors gave the kid the best looking eyelid he's ever seen
+ the girl at work who brought in chocolates for everyone, just because sometimes you need chocolate on monday
+ all the bloggers who blogged about this very same thing, sending love and lifting spirits via the airwaves
sometimes i have to remind myself: there's so much love all around us every day—the news just doesn't report on it.