Everyone knows I love to read. It always amazes me when people say, "Oh, I wish I had time to read." I just don't get it! I have a job, I have two kids, I do a lot of things...and I still usually read at least one book per week. I think it's really just a matter of what your interests are. If you really wanted to read, you would stay up an extra 1/2 hour instead of going to bed, or read instead of watching t.v., or something else you spend your time on. I don't think there is anything wrong with having other interests that trump reading, but saying "I wish I had time to read" is like me saying "I wish I had time to excercise." I can't say this, because I know that if I REALLY wanted to, I DO have time; it would just have to come in place of something else I want to do. There is always time to do the things you love, it's just a matter of prioritizing. For me, my extra time is usually spent reading. Other people sew, make crafts, go running, etc. To each their own.
That being said, I recently joined my neighborhood book club. I LOVE book clubs, because they motivate me to step outside my usual genres and read something else. In March, we read a book called "A Thousand Splendid Suns". It was such a sad book, and such a great reminder about how lucky we are to live where we live and have all the freedoms we enjoy (especially women!). Though we hear about wars in other countries, you (or at least I), never really think much about the everyday life of the civilians who live there. This book was about people living in Afghanistan from about 1970 to 2010 or so. As I was reading it, it made a reference to the World Trade Center bombings, and it really hit me that this is their life NOW. This is not a long time ago before we were born, and now things are better. This is what they live like each and every day. We are so blessed.
The book for April was called "The Covenant". This time it was about the Jews in Isreal and all the acts of terror they endure from the Palestinians who think they've stolen their land. This one was set in 2002. At the end of the book, it says that between 2000-2003, there were nearly 16,000 terrorist attacks (am I going to get busted for saying terrorist on my blog?) against Israeli civilians, not including firebombs or rock throwing. I read this book this week, right in the wake of the Boston Marathon bombing. That news made me feel sick, and I was so glad to read today that they've identified the two boys reponsible. As I was listening to the news, and feeling so much for those who were there...I read this book and thought...Israel is a TINY country in comparison to the United States. I cannot even imagine living in a place where in the course of three years, close to 16,000 events like this occurred. I would be packing up my family and leaving ASAP, but they stay and try to build a peaceful life because it is their home and they believe in their cause. How brave they are, and how lucky we are.
I think we can learn from the examples of these people in the war-ravaged countries. Making laws that take away more of our freedom is not going to prevent these things from happening. We just need to learn to move on, move forward, and don't let fear rule our lives. If we do that, they will never win. When we allow chaos to ensue, and start lobbying for all kinds of new laws governing the sale of guns, security at schools and public events, etc., we're letting them win. No amount of extra security or gun control will stop people who really want to cause harm. It just puts extra and unnecessary hassle into our lives, and fear into everyone's hearts.
Okay...that's my two cents. Now on to the pictures I've slacked in posting!