Flying to the States on Monday was an exhilarating feeling.Or maybe that was the two tall glasses of fresh orange juice and no bathroom.
At any rate, I was bouncy and giddy and antsy to get home.
My seatmate was Ouro Branco, and he seemed just as bubbly as I was. He'd point out the window at the wing extending into the sky and yell, "nyairplane! nyairplane! Vrroom - vrooooom!" The blueblueblue heavens extended in every direction and the sun was so blinding white I couldn't even risk a glance out the window on the other side. There was a solid floor of white cotton-ball clouds thick enough to bounce on below us. They looked like they just melded into the expanse on the distant horizon.
Coming up on Detroit-Metro, we began our descent below the clouds. It was dank. Drizzly. Dark. Dreary. And lots of other adjectives starting with D. Including "dyuck."
Okay, that's not a word, but it should be.
At any rate, we could not see the sun. The world around me didn't look like it had ever heard the word. Trees bare and bleak and everyone walking around looking beat. (I'm really into alliteration today.)
I've only been home for three days now, but all I've heard about is the Big Three Bailout. It's on TV. Radio. At the check-out counter at Kohls. Everyone has an opinion, everyone is incensed. Millions of jobs are on the line. Many of which are my friends and family. Everyone is worried, tense, and panicky. WHAT WILL HAPPEN? Will the government help? Or will capitalism run its course? Nobody knows.
I have an opinion, but I will not voice it here. I'm strictly non-political whenever someone else is. But here is my thing; I know the sun is still shining. Clouds are temporary. The sun is permanent. Above the cloud ceiling is a celestial blue expanse brighter than our eyes can handle. Of that I know.
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13 comments:
I think I have had one conversation about the bailout. I have, however, had many conversations about layoffs.
I think that things have to get better at some point.
I love the alliterations! Jared taught Emma the concept and she is now making a book of alliterations. Amen to your post.
Pam
America IS awesome. It is. Coming from a third world country to HOME helps us to remember that. Glad you are enjoying being home. Sure wish that junk wasn't on the news and everywhere else too, because it is also driving me crazy!!
Oh and thanks for visiting my blog and commenting. Love the love!!
I'm with you. The sun will always come out tomorrow (who am I, Annie?). But seriously, there will always be clouds, but if we can open our eyes and see beyond them, there is always something beautiful there.
OK. so nevermind about telling me where you were in Ohio! Looks like you are already up north (I have family up there, too!). Have a fabulous time.
I have aunts and uncles all over up there who work for GM, and it looks pretty dreary for them, I fear.
I think it would do the world good to have this read over the radio or on the news.
Amen.
Love the sun and even the clouds and the celestrial thought. Way to go girl. Like I feel. There is only one true bailout. It happened in the Garden of Gethsemane.
Wow. I love this post. You're a great writer, lady. And thinker. I loves me a good thinker :)
Yes, it's a bit stressful here in the good ol' U.S. But I too hope people remember the bigger picture and find peace in that.
Yeah, there's always something yukky to talk about, but I guess we get to choose.
Thanks for the reminder!
So beautifully written!
As I've voiced all along, I don't get politics at all.
I tried this year, but still don't understand.
I know the price of my house has dropped, I know the price of gas has dropped, and I know that groceries are so much more.
I know that many people are being affected worse than that to which I feel saddened.
That's about all I understand.
I like your view. Very optimistic - my kind of person.
You are a saint, you know that? I SO miss the kissing and the niceness of Brasilians. Lickily, I'm such a people whore I can't shut my mouth if I see another human and can't stop talking. So, done!
I find it ironic that you live in another country and you STILL get out more than I do. Of course, my life is very peaceful nearly devoid of current events.
I probably should go educate myself now, though. I actually do care about what goes on in this country. (It's just that sometimes I'd rather not know, you know?)
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