Missing Monday

Ah, January, the month of almost no Mondays.  One year we didn’t have any because of snow days but this year I’m crossing my fingers.

Today is Martin Luther King Jr day, the day we honor the man that is the face of the diversity movement in the USA.  Sometime over the year, I heard an interview with a contemporary of MLK and fellow crusader (who is still alive).  He worked closely with Dr. King but he had a lot to say about how he originally did not buy the ‘non-violent’ part of the movement.  This was actually key for him to understand and he explained that once he knew that violence would always be the headline, drowning out any other message, he could join the cause and leave his fists at his sides. He finished his interview lamenting that not only the fact that Black Lives Matter is a movement now (he had hoped it would be unnecessary) but that they are missing the key non-violent element.    (He also gives credit to the CIA in his memoir because they did, in fact, tap and transcribe every call he ever had to Dr. King.  Once there was a freedom of information act and he got them, he said writing a book had never been easier.  Great perspective on a fairly invasive point in time.)

I’m  glad that my kids are friends with a diverse group of kids, as diverse as a small northern town can be.  They base their friendships on how nice the kids are.

It is a good Monday to have a break since we had an event over the weekend.  We stayed up too late talking to friends and not really doing the normal chores of a weekend.  We also had bad news about an old friend from the east coast who went out on his daily kayak jaunt and never came back.  He was young, healthy, had a wife and daughter, and was in the same history group we are so we saw him online and at some big events.  The suddenness of it makes my paranoia of driving in the snow or anxiety when Lars or the kids are biking or jogging or anything seem not so neurotic.

There isn’t much link between the sudden loss of someone and the slow slow remedy for racism except that it is absolutely opposite in some ways since you just can’t argue with death, he is just gone and apparently one can have sneaky racism you don’t even see until you look a certain way.  The only similarity might be that I will continue to be optimistic as far as I am able –  It is better for the kids to play and Lars to bike and me not stress myself into a coma about it, just like I can’t second guess my (and everyone’s) every word, action, and thoughts to see if I’m accidentally offending someone.  If you know me, I’m doing my best, I promise.

One response to “Missing Monday”

  1. fancypaperblog says :

    Happy January!! Just had Blue Monday here. Over for another year thankfully x

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