Happy birthday, Willow. 1 today.
Her first year has been a struggle, but her inward will to survive has won through. The prognosis is good. I sometimes wonder what lies ahead for her – will the tears of pain and joy be fairly distributed? Will she find "happiness" – a state of mind for which we all strive but few acquire. Will her life be tormented by racial and religious disputes….the seeds of which,sadly, do not fall on stony ground. Perhaps the one thing,though not truly defined, which we all cherish,but have too much of, is freedom? I now visualise every hue in the political spectrum rolling up sleeves, hands wringing,cracking fingers as keyboards are hammered…….!
We have this perception,that as individuals, we are free to do what we, "bloody well want" We can abuse our bodies with gay abandon,with sex,drugs,cigarettes and alcohol. Happy slapping our way to anarchy.We pollute the soil,air and seas of our fragile planet with no thought as to its and our eventual extinction. Society has lost respect,not just for its leaders but for its self. Effective control of a safer and more civilised country will be to reduce the freedom of the individual, and erode the way of life to which the majority still aspire. ‘Human rights’ are in fact degrading the morals many of us were taught at sunday school.
My hope is that my Granddaughter lives each day,not as if it were her last, [as we did during the cold war of the 1950’s and 60’s], but as a prequel to a better tomorrow.