Ink Out Loud: If you can’t find one, be one
Ink Out Loud
During the long drive to spend Thanksgiving with my favorite people — my daughters, son-in-law, and grandbaby — I felt helpless despair because of all the anger and sadness in the news.
I had a short reprieve from the woes of the world once I turned on to the familiar street where love lives.
Laughter really is contagious.
My granddaughter Eloise was crying — hopping mad and red-faced about a recent diaper change. Through the magic of Miranda’s uncanny ability to tailor Tom Petty songs to any situation, soon we were all singing, “You’re so mad …” Her final tears rolled past her giggling 8-month-old grin.
It was like that road trip with my daughters way back when. As we pulled into the rest stop so Miranda could use the facilities, she sang, “I need to go, I need to go. If you think you’ve got to pee than you better say so. I don’t know how long I can hold on. You’re making me wait …” My older daughter Nicole and I experienced knee-slapping, can’t-catch-your-breath laughter as we watched Miranda singing, dancing and running all the way to the gas station restroom.
I spent the holiday warmly insulated by the comfort of family and friends. We were making new memories and recalling joys of the past.
The holiday weekend ended with a pile of mangled metal and broken glass that once was my car. Finally there were grateful sighs and tears of relief after my son-in-law and grandbaby emerged safely from a run-in with a careless and reckless driver.
I returned home to Tahoe filled with memories and gratitude but still painfully aware of the unrest in our unjust world.
Anger can also be contagious. People are typically driven by either love or fear. Hate-filled statements, crazy comparisons, divisive acts, judgments, violence, gossip and labeling are counterproductive to any hope for a civilized society.
During this season of giving, please, if you cannot find a kind person — be one.