Watching the news this morning, I had a sense of deja vu. My mind took me back to March 19, 2003. My husband and I were still living in Philadelphia. We were with another couple, enjoying a day of exploring Bucks County. We were browsing in a market when we heard President Bush announce that we were going to war in Iraq. We all looked at each other with a silent "oh no!".
This morning I am listening to the news, hearing that we are about to send missiles into Syria. I read a news site that says only 9% of the American people approve of that. Yet, it seems as if it's probably going to happen. I have that same sense of "oh no!".
I see the photos. Heartbreaking and sad. People are being bombed out of their homes. Civilians of all ages are being killed. Who is carrying on this madness? Why? Is it because of religion, or ethnicity, or power? Does it matter? I can't see any chance that this world can have peace. Syria has warned of serious retaliation against the United States and says there will be "global chaos" if this begins. It makes me so sad. Yes, I am a little bit frightened by the prospect of World War III. But mostly I am just very, very sad. Our beautiful planet and much life on it would die. Look at nature; we have been given so much. But trees will die, flowers will die, mammals will die, fish will die, humans will die. The earth will be stricken. It's just all so sad.
As I look out my window I see a beautiful day. How many more like it will there be? Am I over-reacting? I hope so...
I've been told that I worry too much. Maybe this is an example. I am a Cancer, after all. They worry.