Dear Friends and Family,
I’ve noticed a pattern in my letters to you—I disappear sometime in the fall (August or September) and return in December. I don’t stop writing and I have half a dozen letters I started, but never finished. I have some thoughts about why this happens, but I’ll share those in another letter.
For now, I want to share a piece written by my friend, Barb, in response to one of our daily 15-minute writing prompts. It has touched my heart and given me lots to think about. I hope it touches your heart, too.
The prompt: For the first time in years, it was going to snow on Christmas. Maybe it was a sign we could start over, that the coming year would be as clean and fresh as newly fallen snow, erasing from our memories the…
Civil War that existed in our country.
The great Civil War between the North and South is history, but a painful reminder of how a single issue can divide a nation. The righteous versus the righteous. Mother against sons, brothers against sisters. In the end, the war had to happen in order to move forward. But there remains a strain of hatred buried and silent to this day.
There has always been a tentative peace and the prediction it could and would happen again. The threat of a peaceful nation turning on itself. Yet, somehow, we march forward with only scraps and skirmishes towards a whole.
You would have thought the fight would be over politics or poor versus rich or good education for all—something worth fighting over. Instead, the war is over a shot in the arm. Those who demand we are vaccinated and those who refuse.
Both sides have loud and, I might even say, powerful points to support their position. People are dying. People are being injured. People are losing their jobs and the devastation is on both sides.
It saddens me that we don't learn from history. The nature of humankind is to believe and defend our opinions. We yell so loud we don't hear our brothers and sisters, instead we make them our enemy.
It would be nice to enter 2022 with a clean, healthy slate, but I am a pessimist and fear we will only self-destruct defending our individual belief. —Barb Capell
For me, this is something to think about.
Until next time, stay healthy, safe, and loved, most important, loved.