And then something like the terrorist attacks in Paris happen, and you just can't even. The world suddenly seems strange and awful and unsafe. Even the familiar is suspect, and you eye your neighbors differently. People, maybe people you know and love, went to a concert or went out to eat, and now they aren't coming home. It is a horrible situation that nobody deserves, and that darkness descends over everything. It's terrifying.

Maybe the world has changed.
But that doesn't mean that I have to change. I don't have to hide away in my house, clutching my child, and peering out the blinds. I don't have to start stockpiling food and water and batteries for the coming apocalypse. I don't have to stop speaking to people, or hate them for being different. I have a choice.
I can fight the darkness.
When I was diagnosed with cancer, it was terrifying. But there was never any doubt that I would fight. Obstacles are to be overcome. Battles are to be won. I fight the depression, the anxiety, the despair. I wouldn't ever consider just allowing things to happen to me. It's not my nature.
And I will do that now, with this fresh horror.
I will fight this new darkness. I will not be cowed by hatred. I will fight by refusing to hate. I will fight by refusing to hide. I will be kind to others. I will be a light in the darkness, even if it is a cliche.
What happened in Paris is truly terrible. Another 9/11, I pray that the leaders will get the wisdom they need. Such is the world.
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