In the past month, I’ve learned a few things that have rocked my world and made me consider why I even bothered having a childhood at all:
-The correct pronunciation of Dr. Seuss rhymes with “voice”. Like why the heck would anyone call him Dr. Soyce?! I actually feel bad for him that that was his last name. And that’s saying something considering mine is Arcuri.
-Caillou (from the TV show Caillou?) was bald because he had cancer. That is so freaking sad!!! The poor kid!!!! I mean I guess he survived? Do we even know? Dang.
-Scooby Doo was based on a bunch of pot smoking teenagers. Like come ON, people. Next they’re gonna tell me the whole van was hot-boxed for every show… Wait, was it?
-My all-time favorite children’s book Chicka Chicka Boom Boom by Bill Martin and John Archambault is actually intensely violent. How did I never pick up on the fact that lowercase “p” gets a black eye, “t” almost gets his tooth knocked out, “g” literally can’t breathe, and then by the end of the book, “a” is still out there ready to attack another letter. I was brainwashed by the cute pictures. I blame my grandmother’s soothing voice who read it to me every time I stayed at her house.
The common theme? Everything is tainted. Nothing is entirely innocent, pure and good. Even the things that seem pure have some sinful twist. Because we’re human and we can’t be perfect.
There’s two ways to deal with this:
Become super sad and give up on the world because nothing is truly good, or,
live to give people a sense of goodness that the world so desperately needs.
Option 1 is actually rather hypocritical because you may be sad about the darkness in the world, but you yourself have darkness, too. But, at the same time, option 2 can be tiring, and lonely and radical.
Option 2 is an active pursuit of goodness. It requires a renewal of the mind. It requires a different way of existence. It requires the confidence to stray from the status quo, to shine the light and be okay that others see it.
But I love option 2. It’s such a breath of fresh air to meet someone who faces life head on, who doesn’t let the world defeat her, and who has the confidence to be different. She stands out, in a good way. She lines her light, and it’s especially bright in contrast to the world of darkness.
If it weren’t for some brave Option 2’s out there, I don’t know how I would find my way in this darkness. And maybe there are people out there struggling to find their way, too. Maybe they need some light. And that’s why I’m pursuing Option 2.
Yeah, it can be lonely. There are times when I feel like no one truly understands my life motives.
Yeah, it can be tiring. It’s definitely hard to carry yourself with poise and confidence. It’s even harder to admit when you don’t have that confidence but wish you did.
But it’s worth it. It’s worth it to fall asleep at night and know that maybe I lit someone’s path today. Maybe I kept someone from letting the darkness consume them. Maybe I brightened someone’s day.
I’ve had some dark times. And I don’t think I would have found my way again without some incredible Option 2’s. It’s the least I can do but try to be that for someone else.
Be the light. You have no idea who might need it today. Because the world is a very dark place.