Mother's Blog About "Living In Fear"
Growing up in the 70’s was a gift. I remember the only thing I was scared of was the “boogie
man” and he wasn’t even real. My grandparents lived down the street from me which meant I
never had a babysitter. We used our home phones to call our friends and we actually wrote letters
to them over the summer. We played outside and never once feared there would be a drive-by
shooting or terrorists on our streets.
Times have changed and it makes me sad. Our children get on airplanes to see their
grandparents and now we do the same to see our children. Our kids would never consider using
a home phone and sadly the “boogie man” today is very real. I worry about the impact fear and
disconnection will have on our children. A social worker at New Trier told me last year they
were in triage treating kids with anxiety and depression. I am certain the Paris shootings have
raised the level of worry to an even greater level.
Our oldest daughter Marin is working at NBC in New York City and was chosen out of 16,000
applicants. She is living her career dream, but she won’t get on the subway because she is
terrified of the terror threats. Our middle daughter Carly has plans to study abroad in Florence,
Italy for her spring semester. She studies Art History and is excited to have the opportunity to
live where so many masters created their work. But she is terrified of the terror threats. Our son
Billy is still at home and thankfully does not have terror concerns … yet.
So how do we keep our hopes and dreams alive for our children without giving in to worry?
And how do we keep them from worrying? I lay awake at night wishing for Marin to move
home, for Carly not to travel abroad and for Billy to attend college close by. But I know this is
not possible. I also know firsthand that worry is a waste of time and we can’t stop our children
from their journeys.
So I rely on two things to get me through the day, and the wee hours of the night. My faith and
70’s music. I pray, I meditate and I listen to Pandora’s 70’s station. Prayer keeps me centered
and connects me to a source that keeps me calm. And since I can’t live in the 70’s, I keep the
music flowing in my 2015 life. It’s a great reminder that good is greater than evil and putting
peace and love into the universe is our best shot at changing the climate of our world. We’ve
never needed the peace sign more, so I say bring back the 70’s in any way we can – through
music, peace, love, putting down our i-phones, writing a letter, calling our grandparents and
taking a break from worry,