Beyond Boston; The Legacy of Terror

 
Insomnia arrived at about 2 AM and we had to renew our acquaintance since it has been a long time since our last visit. Insomnia hasn't changed a whit (still the yawns with inability to stay asleep) and is probably saying the same thing about me.
 
The fact is, my normal sleep time is haunted with the vision of how dark a world we have left our inheritors. Your kids, my kids, our grandkids and generations yet to be born will have to live in its shadow. 
 
Even the frightening legacy I received decades ago (of the Great Depression, World War II, and the specter of the Atomic Bomb) was not even close to today's bleak global reality.
 
And, at least back then, political people were seriously working on achieving peace and grudgingly aware of the invisible poor as something shameful.

I truly don't know what the current crop of elected leaders value or what they agree on as human beings that must be improved. Do you? 

Boston will be yesterday's news as soon as the perp(s) are identified. But what about the lives so emotionally and physically shattered? 
 
Will there be financial help for those without appropriate medical insurance for treatment and rehabilitation? Will there be financial help for those who can no longer work during their recovery or perhaps never work in their chosen field again?

Why is there no media discussion on these human issues?

These are the kind of thoughts that wake me up in the middle of the night and prevent sleep. I so want to fix this larger picture or at least have some brilliant idea for others doing so.
 
But I don't have a clue.
 
All I can do is work on keeping my own light alive, on being mindful that in every step I take there are human beings around me and that they too have their reasons for insomnia. 
 
Just for today I share my heavy heart and offer it up to the light knowing many folks share suffering and feelings of impotence.
 
At least this is what it feels like at nearly 9 AM  on a Thursday morning in April here in Central NJ, USA where the sky is still a shade of mourning gray.
 
 
Judy Shepps Battle is a New Jersey resident, addictions specialist, consultant and freelance writer. Her weekly column "It Takes a Village" appeared in the South Brunswick Patch for a year. She can be reached by e-mail at writeaction@aol.com. Additional information on this and other topics can be found at her website at http://www.writeaction.com/. 
 
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