This isn't the blog I had planned for today. But in lieu of today, it's what's been on my heart.
When my middle son hangs out with his closest friends from high school....they look like an ad for a UN commercial. Not just different personalities...but different countries of origin.
This has led to a diverse and perhaps more culturally aware existence than maybe most friend groups encounter. One that knows and understands pain and hate. One that know and understands fear and ignorance.
When I think of my son and his two very best friends from a young age.... I have to smile because I can't imagine one without the other two.
Black, Mexican and White.
Peruvian.
Rwandan.
They love each other. They complement each other. They are brothers.
From littles in soccer and summer camp to choir concerts and dances to travelling across the country.
Different but the same. Love to sing. Love to laugh. Love to act crazy. Love to hug. Love to argue.
Over and over today as I read articles, listened to the news, interacted on social media....my emotions were all over the place. Angry. Confused. Disbelief. Despair. Fear.
I am happy to hear of the stay.
I am sad that it had to occur.
I am crying out to God.
Lord have mercy on us.
Protect us from ourselves.
Help us do the work.
Help us learn and grow.
Help us understand.
I just keep looking at those faces. And the beauty they represent. The tapestry of culture.
The world is connected. It's supposed to be.
Because Elijah, Alvaro and Sam were meant to be life long friends. And we need a world where that can happen.
That's all I got today.
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