reflections

I mentioned to Aubrey that women weren't allowed to vote until my grandmother's lifetime. Her response (full 8-year-old indignation right down to stiffened back & flared nostrils): "So we had bad Presidents for all those years???" We've just begun discussing civil rights, haven't even started on gay rights, and she's already disgusted. We've come a long way, with a long way to go.

I know that some people are more critical than complimentary, but not most people. So why do we seem to be a culture constantly on the defensive? I suspect it's because we hear criticisms with biting clarity and we are less attuned to noticing the compliments. When we tune our radar to seek love, we find a lot more of it.