It’s humbling how in this modern age where we are all connected to each other in a myriad of ways and instantly, how truly alone a person can still feel. Social media is one of the strongest oxymorons there is. Yet we all feel the pull. We all want to connect.
It’s become a joke amongst men to talk about “girls with their Daddy issues” but feeling abandoned is no joke. Some say that we are in an age where compassion is expanding and we are on the verge of becoming a more enlightened society but I’m not sure I see it…at least here in the U.S. it seems we have some of the harshest people on earth. We can turn everything into comedy, lighten everything to be a pardoy of itself. Like the Black Eyed Peas I feel like I am one of the few still wailing “Where Is The Love??”
I do see things ARE really changing, electing a black President was huge, and it shows people are eager for growth. Everything changes, expansion and growth are ineveitable, change is inevitable and I believe change is so healthy and important. The labor pains can be brutal though. I think a woman president is what we need next but the TYPE of woman we elect is just as important. To me, Hilary is too masculine for the job.
I’m going through changes. I’m facing things that frighten me and like a chick watching a horror movie on a first date I want to reach out and grab a hand to hold. Will you hold my hand? Also like the chick IN the horror movie I can’t help but plow on ahead and open that door. It’s scary, but it has to be done and we all know it. Crawling up in the fetal position and crying just doesn’t make for good t.v.
I’ve got something to say. As I get older it seems more and more important to say it to someone, anyone, that will listen. The internet seems like an appropriate place to do it, like a rock tossed into a pond, the ripple on the inside may be small, but who knows how far it will go in the end.