I’m Afraid

I’m afraid that our nervous systems have forgotten what the mundane, nonthreatening days feel like.

I’m afraid for my sons and the thoughts that I hear in their heads.

I’m afraid of choices ahead and of lack of choices ahead.

I’m afraid of where will thousand of people sleep as winter is coming.

I’m afraid of meanness and harshness and the forgetting of our deep tender humanness.

I look at a brand new baby, born early and perfect. And somehow, I become less afraid because in her perfection, She reminds me that Life also, truly is perfect.