So much devastation, so few resources. There are the horrors of war and the devastation of cities and culture. There’s the devastation of our ideals by a government that should never have been allowed to hold power. There’s the devastation that nature can bring by flood and fire and earthquake and tornado.
Somehow, we endure.
I hope to find a way to rise above devastation. To keep on keeping on. I get discouraged. Demoralized. I had thought this would be a time in my life when I could get look back and see how far we had come. It seems no matter how far you think you’ve come, it doesn’t take much to undo it.
I want to believe that what goes around will come again. Education will be valued. Art will be supported and treasured. Truth will be recognized as singular, not negotiable. Those who want to save the planet will win over those who would despoil it.
I want to live to see it. Some might call it motivation!