Those of us who have been spared—meaning those of us who are fortunate enough to be able to carry on with our lives as usual—are nonetheless affected by what we hear and read and witness in the media. But our collective sighs do nothing to console the victims of tragedy, and the outpouring of aid does little to ease the sorrow. So the whole world aches and throbs at the plight of the newsmakers.
Still…the sun rose in the East right on schedule this morning and you can count on it to set in the West tonight. The robins are back and the grass is already starting to turn green. People are venturing outdoors again and there are children on the playground, proof that life--for some of us--goes on. And that’s pretty good news to me.
I hope your news is good news today.
“The bad news is:
there is no key to the universe.
The good news is:
it was never locked.”
In my next post I'll tell you what I learned at the Write Stuff Writers Conference at http://www.glvwg.org/ next weekend.