02-25-22 Compartmentalizing
We are definitely living in complicated times. Just as Canada is getting over the painful showing of ‘a need for freedom’ we see the truth in what the rest of the world has to deal with. I ache for the people who are hiding in fear, unable to comprehend. My early years were under the shadow of the Vietnam war. Back then, as children we were protected from it for the most part, only fully learning about it in school. I knew my grandfather and his brothers served in WWII and that all came home. As I aged and became more aware of world events, as media became more connected, I became aware of horrors all over the globe. It all seemed so distant though, not in my world…
The older I get the more I realize this is all my world. When others hurt, are made less than, are overrun, we all suffer on this planet. It is incomprehensible still that any human being could think that bombing and killing and destroying historical places of beauty is… okay. Who raised these people, where are their mothers, how are they so broken that they only wish to break others? I earnestly pray for a quick end to this madness. I heard on the radio that if the Ukraine had been a member of NATO, this would be considered WWIII, but as such we are just sending lethal aid and imposing sanctions. It feels like a World War from here.
In the smaller world I live in, today started with a family text that the two youngest grandsons had witnessed an adult being hit by a car in front of their school. They were likely not alone, and the kids were given crisis counseling and seem ok. Terrible for a 7 and 10 year old to witness. The show tonight was amazing, the guys energy was all there and the audience was responsive. Hard to believe tomorrow is closing night.
triumphgal 