The world has been breaking my heart. So much hate, so much death. When did reality become the stuff of my nightmares? I’m serious. I have anxiety disorder, panic disorder and PTSD. The shootings and attacks that we see broadcast on the news far too often have always been the things that I am afraid of. I am afraid of going into crowded public places because I don’t feel safe and imagine horrifying scenarios. The thing is that before I could talk myself out of the fear to some extent by telling myself that the world wasn’t quite as dangerous as I was making it out to be, but I can’t tell myself that anymore because the world has turned into my worst fears.
And yet we can’t give up can we? We must believe that there is far more good in the world than bad and there is, I know there is and I want to focus on that good to give it power to make it grow. I could get lost in my fears, but I’m lucky because I have children who remind me to be aware of the bad and evil in the world, but to focus on what’s really important—to focus on the good things. Let’s all build on the good.
My youngest daughter was quite taken with this street art that we found on Valencia Street in the Mission District.
San Francisco, CA
I showed you mine, now show me yours.
ALSO READ: Super Duper Burgers (Sundays In My City)
Share your city/town/suburb/you name it! Think of this as a photography carnival or photography meme (with or without words) that not only lets you share your part of the world, but lets you visit other parts of the world virtually. If you link up, please link back or post the Sundays In My City button either in your post or sidebar to let people know that other bloggers are sharing their communities too. Happy trails!
Let’s travel the world together!
Grab the code from my sidebar.
Is that really street art? It is really cool and a bit dizzying, sort of appropriate for the reflection of world events you mention. Sad what is happening in our world.
It’s what we have to do! We have to believe that these beautiful children exploring the world will do better. They are the eternal hope and beauty of the world.
XOXO
Traci
Lovely pictures! It may seem like we are at a low point, but imagine how it must have seemed during World War II. My parents, who survived the great depression, had to spend much of the war apart because my dad served in the navy. This was before I was born but I can somehow feel the anxiety of my mother as she worried about him and also about her father, a naval officer. And then there was all the terrible news to be concerned about, plus rationing. And they lived in the USA, far from the worst of it, which must have been unimaginable. Somehow people survived.
You bring up a very good point. Thank you for the perspective.
No we can’t give up, we must always focus on HOPE but I know I am having a very hard time these days. I find myself crying often for our world and for the people who are suffering the loss of their loved ones.