My heart has been incredibly heavy in regards to the mass shooting at Pulse Nightclub in Orlando. Besides the obvious pain and hurt, I wasn’t sure why I was feeling so overwhelmed with the gut-wrenching tragedy. Since Sunday morning, I’ve been replaying the tidbits of the coverage I had on all day with dread. Then I started thinking about all of my friends and family that are apart of the LBGT community. At that moment, the magnitude of why this affected me became apparent. Those victims could’ve been my friends.
I frequently would hang out on Cedar Springs at Station 4 with my lovely friends, dancing the night away. We would laugh without a worry in the world as we stood in the center of the dance floor with the strobe lights flashing around us.
Station 4 was my Pulse Nightclub. It was our sanctuary of fun, pride, and happiness to escape the world around us. It was our way of escaping the judgment and agenda from the world around us. To see the pain and hurt come into a place of joy like Pulse Nightclub was too much and it’s taking a lot of time and patience to wrap my head around this tragedy.
Don’t shy away.
Stay informed and educated.
As hard as it is, watch the news. Know what is happening in the world today. It’s not going to be easy, but make yourself aware.
It’s 2016. We are past the point of being discriminatory towards any person that is different than us. During a time of tragedy like this, all we can do is understand the feelings that a community rocked with devastation is facing at the time. Be cognizant of the feelings and emotions of those around you. Families have lost mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, lovers, and much more. Put yourself in their shoes with the pain and sorrow they are feeling through the consistent barrage of this tragic event. Find a way to help – big or small.
Remember the wise words of Lin-Manuel Miranda, “And love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love cannot be killed or swept aside.”
Lin-Manuel Miranda didn’t leave a dry eye at the Tony Awards with his beautiful sonnet and with the power behind it, I think we all need to take the time to reflect on love. It’s just that – love. The intense feeling of deep affection to someone or something. We love the most trivial of things and its time to move past those trivial things. We can’t spend all of our time hating politicians for capitalizing on this moment, wasting our words on a coward, or demeaning each other over the insignificant day to day ordeals. Spread the love to the LBGT and Muslim communities, because at the end of the day love will always prevail.