Orlando.
I am angry. I am heartbroken. I am distraught.
I want to write about it. I want to write about it in a way that will make my feelings known in a clear and easily understood way. But right now, that isn't happening. Right now, I am writing tirades. I am writing rants.
I want to post something eloquent and meaningful on social media. But right now, I can't. All I can do is fight the urge to call out the stupidity and ignorance of people I have called friends for a long time.
Instead, I thought the easiest thing to do would be share some of the more moving, poignant, and thoughtful posts of my friends. These posts capture the exact thing I would like to say, and I am so happy to have friends who can speak on my behalf.
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As Silas House said, "When we are not part of the love, we're part of the problem."
I am just so sad by all of this.
ReplyDeleteSending you so much love.
Keith,
ReplyDeleteI am not nearly as well spoken as you, and I too am struck mute by the myriad feelings with which I'm overwhelmed. A sentence attributed to Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce comes to mind as describing most closely my feelings: "I am tired; my heart is sick and sad."
But we will go on from this, too. We will keep loving. We will keep striving. Yes, we will keep marching and dancing. Even I might dance, and that, Keith, is a terrifying thought!
I send you love.