Sunday, April 22, 2007
Unspeakable
This week's events have been so awful, and my life has been so busy with unrelated details and events, that I have found myself unable to write about the unspeakable tragedy of Virginia Tech, mass bombings in Iraq, the anonymous death, the all-too-familiar death.
I hear my son stirring in his room above me. He has slept in. It is good. His beloved Nationals lost again last night. Ben will not stop listening to the games. Every day is a new chance.
Today is Earth Day. My son says on Earth Day all the trash gets picked up, everyone plants something new. I frevently wish it were so. May we all plant something new today. May we begin again.
I hear my son stirring in his room above me. He has slept in. It is good. His beloved Nationals lost again last night. Ben will not stop listening to the games. Every day is a new chance.
Today is Earth Day. My son says on Earth Day all the trash gets picked up, everyone plants something new. I frevently wish it were so. May we all plant something new today. May we begin again.
