I just can't fathom the events from this past week in Louisiana, Minnesota, and now Dallas. What I can do is pray and that is what I will do. Its a scary world out there. You honestly don't know if when you kiss your spouse goodbye at the beginning of their day will you kiss them hello at the end of it.
This little guy is biracial. Where will he align in the days to come as he grows? Will he feel he has to align with one group or another? Will he and others be bridges that bring back the gaps together?
My DIL is worried about her brother and friends who are people of color. I'm worried about law enforcement people who put their lives in danger every day, regardless of their nationality or ethnicity.
Can we meet in the middle? I know we can because we love each other and have a common goal and cause in being the best we can to help raise this little one in the days ahead.
Maybe we should just be like Ducky. He doesn't care really what color anyone is. He just gladly floats around the water and enjoys a waterfall now and then. Worse thing that happens to him is when the pump goes off and he is stuck in a particular part of the pool until the wind stirs him a bit.
All I know is, I will pray, pray, pray, pray, and then more pray for the events that have transpired this week and for comfort and for healing and for peace that transcends understanding.
And then after that, I'll start praying again.
Join me if you are one to pray.
Treat others kindly as you would want to be treated.
And be careful out there. Advice I always gave son when he lived at home. Its a jungle out there.
Just be careful. I love you all even the yellow duck.