The Beauty of Youth

Somedays, I need a shot of joy from a good read.

I read the news daily.  In particular, I read the Wall Street Journal and the New York Times, along with a few blogs.  Much of the content depresses me.  The news of the 14-year old Pakistani girl, Malala Yousufzai, who was shot in the head and neck in an assassination attempt by Taliban gunmen while returning home on a school bus last week, stuck with me.  What a cowardly, despicable act by extremists.  And what beautiful, indomitable courage in Malala.

I read the first of a five-part series in this past Saturday’s Times,  At The Corner of Hope and Worry.  The series follows Donna Dove, owner of a diner in Elyria, Ohio, and the economic struggles she and her customers face.  Elyria is a stand in for many towns in our country; different time zones, similar stories.   People are suffering locally and afar, and I am conscious of it.

So it is with great pleasure that a fresh, uplifting blog came to my attention:  Trunk Full O Books.    This young blogger’s innocence and exuberance uplifts me.  Sense the joie de vivre in what he writes:  “I think life is great, delicious, cool, entertaining, exciting, funny, fun, and rocking.”  Who can’t be buoyed by that?

P.S.  Dearest Beloved is taking a new tack on his Epitaph page…

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1 Response to The Beauty of Youth

  1. rita says:

    I spend too much time obsessing over swing state polling results these days. It is easy for me to feel discouraged. Would I have the courage of Malala and her family? I don’t know, but I doubt it. So often, it is children who call us to be our better selves.

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