I have read a lot about the Civil War. Living near Antietam and Gettysburg makes it a natural thing to do. The extreme sadness I feel when I look over the great expanse of grass in Sharpsburg and read the plaque listing the 23,110 young men who lay dead, dying, or wounded there – I have a sense of helplessness and not being able to comprehend how such a war could have happened.
After watching the debate, which was unbelievable, and listening to the commentators and focus group discussions, a sense of dread came over me. It was a stark example of the extreme division in our country. Remember the dress on the internet? Some people saw it one set of colors and the rest saw it different colors?
That is when it dawned on me … some of my friends and family see the dress a different color than I do.
What really surprises me is that I feel so strongly about my belief that it creates an irrational difference between me and those who believe the opposite. So much so that I find it difficult to be civil or understanding to those who are on the other side. I can not see how any sane person with one functioning brain cell could condone our current leader’s behavior.
Now I understand how the Civil War happened, how families could be torn to pieces as members faced and killed each other in battle. It is a crushing thought and one I hate to acknowledge but it is the elephant in the room!
Can I wake from this nightmare and resume living a happy life?