Friday, April 19, 2013

Peace Interrupted

There will be no pictures today my friends.  I don't have the heart to give in to the sensationalism.  I had the opportunity, I assure you, as I was born with added appendages--my cameras-- of all shapes and sizes, but I just couldn't do it.

Yes, I drove into the city today.  Call it dedication, innocent oblivion or sheer stupidity but I drove into Boston to go to work today.  As I drove along route 1 my phone was buzzing off the wall with texts and phone messages from family, friends and loved ones inquiring as to my state of mind--"Are you crazy!!!???".  Honestly I was surpised.  I hadn't viewed a news program in the last 24 hours due, in large part, to the sleepover my kids had last night with a small group of friends.  My TV was consumed with age appropriate kiddy shows and terrorism was nowhere to be found in the Cucchiaro household. We opted for popcorn, smiles and laughter over fear, horror and utter disgust.

The mission of this blog is to share joy, to share peace and to offer gentle reminders that happiness is a conscious choice.  I have a virtual stockpile of appropriate offerings to set out for my loyal followers--some finished, some I'm still putting the finishing touches on but it's so very important to interrupt my typical fare and delve into the situation at hand.  It's still there..... the joy, the peace, the glimmer of hope, it's all still there.  It's still there amidst the terror and trauma, the fear and drama.  It does exist and flow right along with the vile, evil river that runs thru our Boston streets like blood streaming from open war wounds.  There is a twinkle, it's just a spark but it's there.  See the helping hands.  See the first responders that ran into the war zone, the police who evacuate the neighborhoods to keep our people safe.  Hear your phone ringing, your email zinging and the tweets coming in one after another asking if you are ok?  Are you safe?  Pay attention to who inquires about your well-being.  It's surprising.  Yes, your family and go-to, everyday friends will be there, right along side you making sure you are ok but it's the people that you don't talk to everyday, friends from long ago, your business associates, the neighbor up the street--it's people you may run into at the grocery store that shake your hand a little longer, pat you on the back and look into your eyes and say "stay safe", and really mean it, that will surprise you.  It's human decency at work.  It's loving your brother and your sister.  It's a community coming together to care for one another and to lend a helping hand, that's what you focus on.  Focus on the good.  Focus on the fact that this is a time when people are, or should be, setting down their petty grievances in favor of realizing that in the end sweating the small stuff just doesn't make sense.  The hope is there in front of you- grab it and grow it.  Remember, it's a choice.  People are rising to the occasion, don't let it go unnoticed. Celebrate it.

If I haven't seen you in a while,  know that I'm thinking of you.  If you need me, please, just call.  Hug your babies.  Let "I love you", "you're important", and "all is forgiven" flow a little freer today.  Find the peace and stay safe. You matter.


+Michelle Morrissette Cucchiaro
+My Baked Stuffed Life

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