My kids were introduced to the Beatles last week through the book The Yellow Submarine (its free by the way).
I called Big Brother in to hear Paul sing on the Grammys. He asked where John was. I had to break the bad news. He is sad.
Then he says "Martin King was shot too. Did they both say things people didn't like? I mean people get mad when you talk about love and people don't agree with you."
I adore my incredibly smart 6 year old.
Today I find that a dear Facebook friend of mine has posted this on her wall:
Lindsey's six-year-old son just summed up what's wrong with people. When he found out that John Lennon was already dead, he replied, "Martin King was shot too. Did they both say things people didn't like? I mean people get mad when you talk about love and people don't agree with you."
Here I am thinking love is a bountifully unique trait that everyone feels at their own pace, but he's right. People forgive all manner of sins, but if you truly accept love in all forms, you unsettle those who can't. They get scared, and angry, and ultimately put out the brightest lights that were simply illuminating the concept of tolerance.
So, especially with tomorrow being Valentine's, if you have love in your life, celebrate it. Quietly or elaborately, it doesn't matter. Accept what you've been lucky enough to experience. Now wish, just for a moment, that everyone- no matter their race or religion or orientation- can feel that without fear.
After all, "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return."
Between Big Brother and Jo I am left in awe. We don't have to have child-like innocence to see love, true love.
And yes, I typed that in the voice of the guy from The Princess Bride.
I hope you will all take up Jo's challenge and expand your hearts and minds this Valentine's Day, and every day after that.