A few months ago, I was one of the unenlightened that thought things were "okay" in this country. Yeah, the government and the economy weren't the greatest, but things will end up being alright in the end, right??? Isn't landing on its feet for the good of it's citizens what America does??? Isn't that what this great nation was built upon???
Was I ever just flat out wrong in this view, not alone by any means, but wrong nonetheless.
The knowledge that I've gained have given a new meaning to sadness; it is mixed with shock, anger, frustration, outrage and a general sense of disbelief. My American dream had been utterly and unequivocally shattered.
It has taken quite some time to find the hope to look for the pieces of goodness that I knew had to exist among the ruins of my idealized perceptions. Slowly, and with much help from ones that have become life-long friends, I found what I was looking for and needing so much to see.
I discovered things that that revived my spirit and helped me feel good in my heart again. I felt love and faith eminating from people that have refused to give up in the belief that true humanity exists in its purest form. Genuinely caring for each person, because that is who they are...a person...not who they are viewed as being by someone who needs to catergorize someone by appearences or nuances of personality. That goodness is the faith I carry with me each day, reminding me that all is never lost when when we are together in thought, spirit and mission.
I don't recall wanting to hold the ones that I love more closely and not letting them go, as if somehow they could be safe in my embrace, or maybe I would be safer in theirs....