Last week was the anniversary of the bombing of Pearl Harbor.
I wasn’t alive yet on that day, but immediately my mind thinks of events that have filled my lifetime that bring shock and awe, experiences that are burnt into our consciousness so deeply that it only takes one of our senses to catch a glimpse or a wiff, or a sound and we are instantly transported back in time.
Days like September 11, 2001.
- Days that are impossible to understand and process.
- Days that remind us who we are and what we stand for.
- Days where strangers become friends and family.
- Days where we grieve and work together.
Days that interrupt the life we have always known and distinctly mark it as the past, leaving us no choice but to create an alternate reality.
Days that we are all reminded that we were created to be a part of a community.
When I think of the days where shock and awe bring us together, I also think of days where painful events alienate individuals from the community we need:
Days we live through these words and the emotions and realities that go with them:
- Mental Illness
And then I think of the people that have pushed through the loss, the confusion, and the pain. …People that grew wiser, and softer and stronger and turned the shock and awe into a defining moment. Continue Reading…