I hear a story at least once a week these days. Someone has been harassed for breastfeeding, or a politician is saying something ridiculous, or someone who is disabled has been discriminated against. And I seem to always go off on a little rant which ends with, "What is wrong with people?".
Some days I'm so encouraged. Kindness seems to pour from people, sometimes places where you'd least expect to find it. Then other days it seems like the world if full of incredibly short-sighted and thoughtless people. It is honestly making me crazy.
I'm thinking of doing a weekly series of "What is wrong with people?" where I can vent about the latest thing that's making me crazy. After all, that's a good reason for a blog, isn't it? I should talk about other things too, I suppose. Now that the kids are in school and I have almost 20 whole minutes in my day which are quiet, maybe I can do more blogging. I'd like that. Lately I've been wanting to write but have been burdened with an overabundance of things I'd like to talk about. I can't narrow it down and decide. So, I don't write at all. I'll work on that.