So, here I am – this baby booming, white woman wondering what it is I can say about the unrest in America that will not upset anyone on any level.
Seems to me – no matter what I might say, someone will take it wrong and before I can blink an eye, feelings are hurt, words are spoken, and there is more chaos, more anger, more dissent in a world already filled with way too much anger and intolerance.
Let me simply say this; I grieve for America. I grieve for all of us. Every age, every religion, every race, every gender, every sex, every political party, every protestor, every mom, every child; every single one of us.
For the thing that unites us is that we are all Americans – and this – this is the thing we all tend to forget from time to time. We are all Americans.
Is the bar equal for all of us? Absolutely not – but that doesn’t make anyone more of an American than another.
I can’t sit here and say I understand the life of an African American living in the neighborhood called “The Avenue” in Baltimore, MD. I’m a 62-year-old white woman living in a nice neighborhood in San Diego, CA. What on earth can I possibly know of their life? It would be wrong of me to even speculate on any of it.
What I can sit here and say is simply this; “I’m sorry.” I’m sorry people in your American feel it’s okay to judge who you are by the color of your skin, or who you love, or what you believe, or where you live, or how much money you have – or don’t have. I’m sorry you feel unwanted, unloved and unheard in an America where every citizen is supposed to have an equal voice. I’m sorry politicians are more concerned about money and power than they are about doing the work of the people. I’m sorry.
The bottom line for me is this – I treat every single person I meet with dignity and respect. I am not a bigot – I am tolerant – (I’m a lesbian – I understand and know what intolerance looks and feels like). I try and send into the world a feeling of love and acceptance, even when I really don’t understand because it’s not my job to judge –
It’s my job to love…