I think we all remember September 11th like it was
yesterday. Where we were when we first
heard of it. The pang in our gut when
we saw the first footage of the towers falling down.
I was pregnant with B, and more than anything I was overwhelmed
at the thought of bringing a new innocent child into such a cruel, unforgiving
world. I cried anguished tears wondering
what kind of future he would have on an Earth filled with so much hate and
violence.
But you know what?
When he was born a couple months later, and I looked into his sweet
amber eyes...it was like his goodness canceled out all the bad. I brought something pure and wonderful into
this world, and it meant something.
When he was born, I wasn't worried anymore. I looked at his precious pudgy, dimpled hands
and said, "I did that."
Terrible things happen. They've
been happening for what must be forever...murderous rampages are the norm in other parts of the
world. These days they are getting
closer to home...which unfortunately makes it all so much more real.
And scary. And heartbreaking.
It is the sad reality that we don't have control over those big bad things. Almost all of the time, it is completely out
of our hands.
But it is important to remember, that in our houses, our
hands are all that matter.
Today I watched my boys from the doorway of their
bedrooms. One was doing his homework, one
was studying for his Stats final, one was writing his book report, and the last
was reading a book on his kindle. They
were peaceful. They were trying.
And I looked at them and said, "I did that."
Why do horrible things happen?
Why did that man shoot those innocent, pure, sweet angels in
Connecticut?
I don't know why...and debating gun control isn't going to answer that question or
take away what happened. Sure it is healthy
to have conversations, and it is for sure a good thing to wonder how we can
make this country better...
Safer.
But the bottom line is, change starts with us. Not with us telling other people what to
do...it needs to start smaller than that.
It needs to start in our own hearts.
In our own homes.
Our actions. The
actions we take every day. The example
we are. The good we are trying to put
out in the world...
That is the kind of thing that can change history.
We need to do more looking within and ask ourselves, what
have we done to make our home, our neighborhood, our school, our city a better
place?
Have we shown love to others?
Have we shown understanding and kindness to those that are
different than us?
Have we tried to reach out?
I'm guilty of walking past uncomfortable situations and
pretending they aren't happening. I need
to reach my hand out more often. The
change starts with me.
Yes the world is scary, yet I feel as though we are entering
a period of enlightenment. I think
everyone is waking up and saying, "Hey...we are getting tired of the hate
and the violence. It isn't ok."
But as scary as this world is...if we spent more time
looking within ourselves...changing ourselves...well I think it would make a
bigger impact than we think.
Mahatma Gandhi said, "We must become the change we want
to see."
Small things are turning out not to be so small after all.
A smile to a stranger can change everything.
A hug to a classmate that seems to be suffering can change
everything.
A call to an old friend could change everything.
"I love you," could change everything.
We need to stop judging who needs the help...and just start
helping. One human being isn't more
worthy than another. What a person does
with what we help them with isn't our concern.
Our only concern should be trying to do good. Kindness is contagious. It will catch on if we all try.
Pointing fingers is getting old. What is that saying? If you point your finger at someone there are
three fingers pointing back at you? Fighting
about who or what is at fault is like a cat chasing its tail.
Let's start at home.
If we can't change our own hearts, what chance do we have in
changing others?
And if we must point fingers, let's make it a goal everyday
to point our finger at something good...
And make it our business to say, "Hey...I did
that."
You are absolutely right, Meri!! I live just three towns away from Newtown and it's incredibly odd to see the eyes of the nation turn to an unfathomable tragedy in what feels like my own backyard. It makes me feel so small and helpless, but your post reminds me that there is so much I can do. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Meri. I have been reading NY Times and Facebook posts and the sorrow and anger has been growing inside me. Again you washed my bitter thoughts with your kind words and good heart. Thank you for being honest, kind, warm hearted - thank you for being you. Thank you for sharing and teaching. XO Love
ReplyDeleteThank you Meri
ReplyDeleteYou couldn't have said it better. Thank you for this post. I'm so saddened by this tragedy that I am desperately looking for answers. The thought I someone doing this to innocent children just makes me sick. It does need to start at home. Parents need to be better parents. Spend more time with their children and teach them right from wrong. That will be a huge start to help this country. Turn off the TV's, computers, iPods. Start doing things together as a family. I pray for these families to find peace. I just can't imagine what they are feeling today. Big hugs to you and your boys! Happy Holidays Meri! Linda V.-Maryland
ReplyDeleteMeri, thanks for inspiring me to look at things in a new way. And for pointing out what must be pointed out, even though it sounds so simple.
ReplyDeletewell said...as always <3
ReplyDeleteYou're right - it's hard to remember when these horrific things happen that the world is overall good. Though I'd argue that judgment is our greatest tool in these situations - taking a new perspective on a repetitive problem may be the answer. Great post, Meri.
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