2018 Life Logs, Day 169—Thinking of the Children
Date: Monday, June 18, 2018
Weather: Partly Sunny with Lots of Wind; High 75, Low 65 F
Location: At Home in the Cottage, East Falmouth, MA
It was a normal Monday—appointment with the chiropractor, class at the gym, laundry, and gardening. But throughout all of this, I just couldn’t stop thinking about all of those children who are being taken away from their parents at our southern border with no procedure for reuniting them. The few images, and now, a bit of audio, of these children crying for their parents is heart breaking. What are we doing? I just can’t believe this is happening in the United States of America. I was incredulous over what happened in Flint, Michigan. I was furious and ashamed of the way our government dealt with the people of Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria. But I don’t have words to describe my feelings for what our government is doing to these children coming across our border with parents seeking asylum. We should all be incredulous, furious, and ashamed, as well as heart broken. But more than that, each of us needs to take some sort of action to make sure our government representatives hear our voices. There is going to be a march on Washington on June 30th, but that seems so far away. Another 70 children per day will be separated from their parents and homeless by that time. I wish I knew what plan of action to follow, but I don’t. I feel almost paralyzed by what is happening. If anyone has suggestions, please let me know.
