I have to be honest… I was living under a rock this weekend. A blissful, naive rock. I had my nose in a book, laying out by the pool. I did not watch the news. I did not catch all the buzz on social media.
Once I finally caught a whiff of what I’d missed, I wasn’t ready for it.
I had to pinch myself & rub my eyes to make sure I was awake. Did I fall asleep on Saturday night in 2017 & wake up on Sunday in the wrong decade? In the wrong country? Where am I and how is this real life? It took a full 24 hours before it all sunk in.
Did a neo-Nazi, white supremacist rally really happen? And did it seriously end with someone driving a car into the crowd of anti-white supremacists?
My husband is on the other side of the world, in a country where it often seems that things are so backward… So how is it possible that this is happening HERE not THERE?
I don’t understand how we, as a collective group of [mostly] intelligent people, can take such a huge step in the wrong direction for mankind. How is there so much hate in someone’s heart and soul? So much disdain for others who do not share your opinions.
I do not pretend to be someone knowledgeable about politics & current events. I know that this is not my wheelhouse. But I also know that I felt heavy today. Heavy from the news. From the articles. From the photos. From the videos. And I know that this just all feels so wrong.
We are a beautiful country made up of so many different kinds of people. Different religions. Different races. Different backgrounds. Different ideals & values. And it’s kind of what makes us special. That we can coexist together, learning from each other, and adding spice to this melting pot we live in.
Times of tragedy often bind people together. Let us remind ourselves that we are stronger together, united.