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Nov. 3rd, 2004 12:58 pmI'm not doing very well.
I'm crying at work.
Thoughts of miscarriage keep crossing my mind. Not as in, wanting to have one, but as in, how could the baby possibly live through this?
I know that's crazy.
But when the majority of my fellow Americans have given their stamp of approval to the architects of Abu Ghraib, where can I find hope? How can I be a parent in this world?
I'm crying at work.
Thoughts of miscarriage keep crossing my mind. Not as in, wanting to have one, but as in, how could the baby possibly live through this?
I know that's crazy.
But when the majority of my fellow Americans have given their stamp of approval to the architects of Abu Ghraib, where can I find hope? How can I be a parent in this world?
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Date: 2004-11-03 11:52 am (UTC)I think about it all the time, what kind of world my children will have to deal with.
And then I think about what my mother said: "We can only do what we can do. One of the things I do is raise children to consider long-term problems."
In the end, I think it will work out. The next few years will be grim, but hopefully there is enough discontent to make the senate elections interesting. We've been through grim before, as a country. This is not Reconstruction. This is not the great depression. This is some venial people and a lot of earnest people who are doing what they think is best.