May 3, 2011
Waiting on the World to Change
I am so glad that he was born after 9/11. Glad that he's too little to understand what's happening in the world. I can still shield him from the news. And yet, the reality of terrorism hits way too close to home without him even knowing it.
His father rode a train last night protected by a machine gun toting policeman. His aunt works on Wall Street where the lobby of her office building now includes bomb sniffing dogs. He plays with a little boy who's Dad died in the Twin Towers.
It's touching his world - this terrorism thing. And there isn't a single thing I can do about it. Except pray, have faith and wait on the world to change.