Can I just be honest for a moment?
I’m just going to put this out there because silence is not my strong point.
I don’t recall if I’ve shared this before or not, but when I was three, my parents decided to escape communism for a better life for our family in Canada.
(me, at three)
We left the (former) Czechoslovakia where my
parents were both born and raised and lived in Austria for six months in some refugee housing after we crossed the border. Then, we came to Canada where we lived with one of my uncles until we got an apartment.
My parents went to school to learn English and worked blue-collar jobs. We lived in an apartment until I was in the 8th grade and my parents could afford to purchase a home after my mom completed nursing school, secured a great job, and started making a better salary.
We became Canadian citizens when I was a young child and I’m very proud of that. I’m thankful we were able to enter a country as refugees and have access to a better life and limitless opportunities. Thankful we were accepted and able to build our lives there with a community that embraced us.
And so I’m disheartened. Disheartened and horrified at what’s happening around us in the country I now call home. It’s not what I’m used to. It’s not the culture I grew up in. It deeply saddens me that others aren’t able to have the same access to opportunities based solely on their race, religion, gender…
This isn’t a new problem— injustices have always existed. But it’s getting worse, not better. It’s frustrating to live in a world where it feels like we’re moving backwards.
My blog is a place where I want to share happy/positive things, but the injustices that are happening in our country and society right now are overwhelming.
No matter what your beliefs, I think we can all agree that intolerance, hate, targeting those of a certain religion, etc, is wrong. I want a better world for our children and their children. I want to raise children in a world of acceptance, love, gratitude, diversity, freedom. I can model this as much as possible, of course, but it’s nice to imagine that being the norm.
I want that for these precious children. I want that for our world.
I’m sorry there won’t be a regular post today— addressing this felt more important. I can’t be quiet, because we owe them a better world.