I read a news article recently and my first thought response was “I don’t understand the hate, but I do understand the love.” It was a personal account of extreme prejudice. But it was also about the love, support and compassion not only the local community but the global community offered.
I already published this post with only the following three sentences:
I need to be aware. I need to love. And I love us.
This is because I don’t like writing about negativity. It takes my heart to a low place and there is enough of this. It might not be in our personal lives but we are all-to-aware of the atrocities. I’m new to writing and expressing myself in a public forum and am timid when it comes to sharing. I’m also accepting of this part of myself. When I think about it, like this morning watching the sunrise without my cup of coffee but with my camera, I feel I do need to convey where these thoughts are coming from. Not for my audience (because my readership is under 20, thank you friends for those of you who read!) but for myself. For the present and for the future.
There are loving people. We have the joy of coming across them every single day. And that is what we stay love is about.