Your words pierced straight through me! I cried reading this—not just because of the heartbreak in it, but because of the clarity. The integrity. The grief. The righteous rage. You articulated what so many of us feel but struggle to say.
“Tell me why you thought it was okay to vote for me to die.”
That line shattered me. Because it’s true.
Thank you for being brave enough to write this! Thank you for staying open, even after so many doors have slammed shut. I’m one of the ones still here. Still learning. Still fighting. Still hoping.
You are not alone. Your words show your strength and your superpower! Thank you-
Your words have such power and resonance for me. This morning I finished reading Night, by Elie Wiesel, and there is much in common between your questions and his story too many for comfort.
I have been known to respond to the why with, “do my words matter to you?’ I want to ask, “Are you willing to hear, to see, to care? Are you willing to speak out about the issues, to hear facts, or at least listen to more than one side?’
We may disagree on some things, but when it comes down to it we depend on one another to do the right thing, to acknowledge and care for and about our neighbors, friends, and families.
CJ,
Your words pierced straight through me! I cried reading this—not just because of the heartbreak in it, but because of the clarity. The integrity. The grief. The righteous rage. You articulated what so many of us feel but struggle to say.
“Tell me why you thought it was okay to vote for me to die.”
That line shattered me. Because it’s true.
Thank you for being brave enough to write this! Thank you for staying open, even after so many doors have slammed shut. I’m one of the ones still here. Still learning. Still fighting. Still hoping.
You are not alone. Your words show your strength and your superpower! Thank you-
With deep respect,
Joy 💜
The grief is so heavy. Thank you for your kindness.
Your words have such power and resonance for me. This morning I finished reading Night, by Elie Wiesel, and there is much in common between your questions and his story too many for comfort.
I have been known to respond to the why with, “do my words matter to you?’ I want to ask, “Are you willing to hear, to see, to care? Are you willing to speak out about the issues, to hear facts, or at least listen to more than one side?’
We may disagree on some things, but when it comes down to it we depend on one another to do the right thing, to acknowledge and care for and about our neighbors, friends, and families.
Yes! This! Thank you! We must somehow figure out how to help all of us to live and let live (and help live).
True Humaning has to be about facilitating thriving life for all of us.