Today, I Cried...

Contentment & peace

It is on rare occasions that I will cry, but today, I cried...

I cried because I missed my Nannie.
I cried because I am scared.
I cried because I can't comfort all people that are suffering.
I cried because I still have faith in this world.
I cried because I believe in change.
I cried because I don't have control of our current situation.
I cried for our youth.
I cried for the future of our country.
I cried for the families that are hurting.
I cried for the victims.
I cried
I cried for the people who think violence is the answer.
I cried for all of the people that don't understand.
I cried  for change.
I cried for people to choose LOVE over hate.
I cried for our police.
I cried for every human on this planet.
I cried.

The innocence of this smile, keeps me going.

I completely understand that crying over things that are out of my control will not fix any problems or change the world. I had a moment of reflection today going through old birthday cards from my Nannie and Granddad and became extremely emotional. I always believe that it is good to have a good ole fashioned cry every now and again, so that I did. I missed the comfort I felt while taking a nap on their sofa, talking about my day and their unconditional love for me. I had no worries or cares, and the world seemed to be so far away from me in those moments. Do people still feel like this sometimes? Does peace of mind and contentment still exist? I know that it is a struggle for me some days, unplugging from technology and the world, to try and clear my head of all of the chaos that surrounds us 24/7.

Pure bliss & no worries!!

I am mainly worried about the future of our young people. What example are we setting for them? My Facebook is blowing up with outraged opinions on the current state of our country, but I am not seeing any action taking place. What are we going to do to change it? How are we going to be warriors for peace? Who needs to ensure the world to still have faith in humanity? I know that I don't have the answers, but maybe you will?

Words to me don't mean anything. It is our actions that define us. I am fully aware that I am writing this blog and going to post it on Facebook which is contradicting my above statement, but I am using it as a platform for reflection, discussion, and insight into our current situation. Maybe because of this post,
people, including myself, will start taking more action for change and peace.

With the new school year approaching I want my students to feel love, security, acceptance, comfort, stability, and a culture of kindness when they walk into our building. How can I create that? I don't know just yet,  but I can promise you, that I will die trying. I made a promise to myself, to do better for each student that walks in our doors!

The bigger question is, how can we ensure that they feel like those same things in their homes, communities, and the world? It starts with us, it starts with one, it starts now!

Peace,

LMR