When I started writing this online diary of public-private thoughts it was just before my first ever surgery and I wanted to leave something in writing for my family, just in case, you know….. Well, I am still here and since then I have often thought how wonderful it would have been had my grandparents left behind letters, diaries, or personal papers, anything that gave a look into their private thoughts, concerns, admirations, struggles, loves, whatever gave a glimpse into their soul. I did interview my grandpa once, years ago. It was insightful, but I was in middle school, that interview would have been much more in-depth today.
I am certainly not a writer, but as I put my thoughts down here from time to time, it’s my hope that someday a future grandchild will ‘enjoy’ reading about her/his grandma, or Nonna :), getting a glimpse into the thoughts, prayers, hopes, and opinions on any given day in my life. Many years ago, during Ariana’s bedtime reading extravaganza, we were into a particular series of books in which the protagonist was named Adeline. One night Ariana declared that someday she might name her daughter Adeline. That memory was seared into my brain. Thoughts swirled in my head with that declaration, let’s just say, I love that name now. Anyway, since no other child has ever broached what name they may use someday for their future children, I’ll just address this note to Adeline.
I had soaring hopes that when my children were all grown, the world would be an improved version, at least to some degree. With great consternation, I have to say today, that is not the case. Rather, we have taken too many steps backward. In the past two years, as a country and culture, we have sunk to a low I have never known in my lifetime.
My new soaring hopes tell me there is good news on the horizon. I believe with my whole heart, this new generation rising up will be an amazing catalyst for change, and all future generations will benefit. Love and peace will replace hate and war. Christians will no longer be seen as judgemental and hypocritical. They will be actual Christ followers modeling sacrificial love. That alone could transform our country and our world. Never again will 81% of Christians cave to fear and make an idol of a political candidate. A racist, misogynist, dictator wannabe will not be taken seriously, let alone electable. Our government will become a much more compassionate group of women and men, who understand their mission. They will be servants of the people, not kowtowers to corporations. Corporations will be held accountable to their employees, not just their stockholders. Poverty as we know it may not be entirely eradicated, but the playing field will be leveled, as the new and rising leaders make policy that benefits more than the 1%.
Call me a bleeding heart, a Pollyanna, or whatever else you can think of, but I see so much more good, pure, and lovely encroaching on the horizon. Light does drives out darkness and love does win.