Someone I love very much was hurt in a horrible, unimaginable way. And I didn't even know about until it was old news. There are so many things that I wish...but mostly I wish that I could turn back time a few years to when things were simpler and less dangerous, a time and place where we could be whoever we wanted to be and have that be okay, where friendship was as easy as laughing.
And I wish I could eradicate fear...the fear that makes people hate anything that is different, hate so deep that it would make a person crazy enough to slit a knife through the stomach of a baby. I don't even want to be a mother anymore, because I would risk sending a precious person into a world where such horrible things can happen. I have to wonder why any of us dare to have children...how reckless it is. Is it because somewhere deep inside we understand that despite everything to the contrary, there is good. I know that. I think. But is it worth the damage? Sometimes it comes as second nature...love beats hate into the ground every time. But sometimes I just don't know.