The post about My World was difficult to write. It made me feel vulnerable. It also made me wonder why I feel the need to be thankful for people who are not insensitive and unkind to my children.
Instead of being grateful for the times people behaved well, I’m grateful for the times people did not behave badly. It seems like the same thing, but the focus is different.
The times when people are not close-minded, rude, indifferent, or mean are so few.
I’ve always tried to change the way things are. Now I question myself. Should I continue to try to educate and enlighten people? Should I try to change the world in some small way? Or should I concentrate my efforts on home and prepare my children to venture out into this world?
I never felt like this was a decision I had to make. I foolishly thought I could do both. Why, now, do I feel like I have to choose?
My Sunday thoughts in 200 words or less.