"April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain." ~ T.S. Eliot
Siege on Waco, TX: 1993
Oklahoma City Bombings: 1995
Columbine School Massacre: 1999
Virginia Tech Massacre: 2007
Mid-April Tornado Outbreak (largest in history): 2011
Explosion in West, TX: 2013
I'm not going to lie. It's been a helluva a week in this country. We're all on edge. Yesterday was improbably chaotic with reports of poisioned letters being sent to our political leaders (And I use the term "leaders" lightly, Senate. But that's a story for another day.), suspicious packages investigated EVERYwhere, and bomb threats. News outlets, in their rush to be first with the story played fast and loose with the facts (What are we coming to?), only adding to the confusion and chaos. And then last night, this horrific explosion in Texas. I just can't imagine. I am reminded of the terrifying days just after 9/11 when each new day brought more concerns and chaos. I told someone then that I felt that the whole world was holding its breath. I feel that way now.
It's seeping into my family. We're overworked and tired and everyone is cranky. I just couldn't post the post I had scheduled for today.Eliot was right, April can be cruel as the earth surges towards renewal. I remember being baffled by that concept when first studying the The Waste Land in school. Still, anyone who's experienced a tornado in the south or mid-west, mud season in New England, or, dare I say, allergies in Virginia, knows just how cruel she can be! And yet, the promise of rebirth, courage and renewal remains. It has to. Where else would we be?