Breaking the Chains of “Identity”
The words I’m about to pen have been marinating inside my brain for quite some time, and the overwhelming opinions and “ noise ” that have surrounded these recent acts of violence in our country have finally lead me to the point of action through writing. Like most people, I certainly have my own views and opinions on these matters; but my choice today is to attempt to serve up some food for thought that can potentially transcend our own individual opinions on such matters and perhaps lend itself to a movement toward an actual solution. Not a permanent solution, but maybe a way through to understanding and hope for our future and a gateway to the type of world we would all like to see for our children and grandchildren. I took my oldest son to Special Olympics yesterday. While I sat and watched him and these other special needs children swim and enjoy their time, this topic of identity kept swirling around in my head. The pure joy of their experi...