…violence never brings permanent peace. It solves no social problem: it merely creates new and more complicated ones. Violence is impractical because it is a descending spiral ending in destruction for all. It is immoral because it seeks to humiliate the opponent rather than win his understanding: it seeks to annihilate rather than convert. Violence is immoral because it thrives on hatred rather than love. It destroys community and makes brotherhood impossible. It leaves society in monologue rather than dialogue. Violence ends up defeating itself. It creates bitterness in the survivors and brutality in the destroyers. ~ Martin Luther King Jr
No truer words have ever been spoken.
For the first time in my life, I regret having my three children. I look at their tiny, pure, and beautiful faces and wonder if I made a mistake bringing them into this cruel cruel world. While I should be enjoying a magical time in the middle of the night breastfeeding my daughter, a period of life that will pass by too soon, I am busy scrolling social media and news sources for the latest information regarding the attacks on our law enforcement in Dallas. I’m looking at the horrific images, watching the terrifying videos, and now sitting wide awake in my office at 4 am typing and wondering, what do we do…what can I do?
First I heard that 1 was dead, then it was 2. We quickly learned that there were 3 and then sadly, 4. And then I wake in the middle of the night to discover that a 5th officer had passed away from the senseless and deadliest attack on law enforcement since 9/11.
Am I selfish for having had babies? I simply can’t imagine the world that they are going to grow up in… even more so, I can’t imagine the world my grandchildren are going to grow up in, and their children, and theirs. Our country is in a sad sad place and something has to change… but will it?
I pray to God… I mean I really pray to God that our world can love better, work harder to do better, and ultimately, pick up the pieces and build a better world for our children, our children’s children, and all future generations. Our babies are so pure, so innocent, kept guarded from the hate that exists in this world…for now. There will be a day, not too far from now, when we won’t be able to shelter our children from the evil that exists not just in Dallas, not just in Minnesota, not just in Louisiana, but all across the world. Hate… it’s in movie theaters, it’s in night clubs, it’s in traffic stops, it’s in churches, hell, it’s even in our children’s schools. It has to end. We have to be better. All lives matter.
My heart aches for our country and for all the people of the world that are dying everyday in senseless and preventable acts of violence. I hope my journey as a parent teaches love, acceptance, compassion, grace, kindness, and empathy. As a mother, I know I don’t always do perfectly, but it is my hope, that I can at least get this right.