Discover the joy of giving, and you will discover the reason for living. – Mark Victor Hanson
‘Tis the season to be crazy!
Forgive. Forgive like the murderer who has ripped apart a family with the pull of the small, but mighty, trigger in his unjust hands. Kidnapping a prize that he will never keep, and I cease to enjoy. Forgive like the way we convince ourselves that kale is like cake, when cake is not like kale. The lies we thread between our teeth to cleanse ourselves of the guilt we perceive. Forgive. Like an ex love who cannot release stress without the caress and imitated love felt by a stranger. Like a band aid that will not stick, the sorry’s and I love you’s just keep coming.
It has been three weeks since the horrible shooting in Las Vegas. At the moment of the shooting, I was at a loss for words. Waking up to such a slap in the face, I couldn’t begin to imagine what it might have been like. Later, learning I had several friends involved, my emotions began to jumble. I was angry, upset, worried, sad, and threatened. I couldn’t believe that our beautiful country was going through such an episode of terror. From hurricanes and fires to shootings and earthquakes. Back on our heels, we were unprepared and too devastated to ask ourselves why. Now that we have time to breathe and mourn for those affected, we have the opportunity to questions things a bit more.