Coal and Diamonds

So I know it hasn't even been a day and I'm already making another post. Not only am I making another post, but I'm afraid I must once again return to a somber subject.

Coal:

I came across this news article today. Another lost life. Another heart-wrenching tragedy. This problem has already hit home for me on an emotional level. Now this problem is hitting home geographically. It has to end somewhere. My good friend, Sondra Snyder, said it far more eloquently than I could:

"Another baby chose to die rather than endure bullying. This child shot himself, all alone, at home on Tuesday. How many has this been in the last month and a half? How many have we not heard about? Young one, I am so sorry you will not get to experience the future that should have been yours. I wish you had stayed."

I said in an earlier post as a former victim of bullying I have no stomach for bullies. I have no tolerance for people who torture others in the name of fun. My soul weeps at the loss of a life so young. My heart goes out to the family of this young person. I am sorry. I am so sorry because we, as a society, have failed your child. I know I will not let his death be in vain. From the dark, dirty coal of this tragedy there must come a diamond…


 
Diamond:

There is something beautiful I must add to this post. My good friends at Everyone is Gay* posted a link to this video on twitter this morning:




 
There is beauty here, people. Good on you, Joel Burns, for opening up your heart like this. Thank you for continuing to tell these young people that it does, indeed, get better.


 

*They read this blog one time and sent me a lovely e-mail. They are fantastic people.