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In The Eyes Of The Beholder

It’s funny– the little disagreements we get in to over petty and unimportant topics… How one person can feel so vehemently about something, even though it’s only a matter of opinion. Not everything in life is fact, or black and white. More often than not we find our world in a grey zone; a place where differing ideals run rampant and the truth is as graspable as the fleeting wind. We’re all different, with different styles, personalities, mannerisms, thought processes, opinions, truths…etc. Almost everything is flexible, bending to the desires of each individual. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and for each person the beauty they see is the truth and absolute.

Like this somewhat ridiculous, yet perfectly honest disagreement I got into the other day with a friend of mine. We were out on her patio enjoying a light lunch when a butterfly flew by in all its brilliance. The bright yellow, almost white wings were tinged in a fiery red that blinked in and out of focus among the daisies growing along her stone walkway, and we both took a moment to enjoy its beauty. And then she said a somewhat peculiar statement pertaining to ‘fuzzy moths,’ and how absurd it is that butterflies are so pretty and their fury, nighttime cousins are so disgusting and weird. I, myself, have no problem with the fluttering butterflies of the dark, fury looking or not, and mentioned how I think they’re kind of cool in their own unique way. I was then met with an onslaught of rather funny reasons regarding why ‘fuzzy moths’ are so gross, and although I believe her in her convictions I just can’t agree with them.

Now, although that was a somewhat frivolous example of the truths people value, it shows how different opinions can be over the same topic or thing. So, in the grand scheme of the universe, shouldn’t the idea of ‘in the eyes of the beholder,’ work with nearly anything? Can beauty be found everywhere; even the most devastating of things?

I can’t help but mull over this paradigm in regards to the horrific events our country suffered 11 years ago… 9/11 just passed, and although it’s been more than a decade since the tragedy and many of the wounds inflicted have healed, we, as individuals and as a nation, still suffer. We still mourn the loss of loved ones, and mourn the loss of security, and mourn the repercussions that happened in response to the terror. Thousands were lost in the event, and thousands more have been lost overseas fighting a threat defined by terrorism. And as such we’ve had moments living in fear… but we’ve always been protected, and we’ve learned to cherish those we lost…

And in the wake of the 9/11 anniversary I can’t help but admire the closeness of our country. Everywhere, in every state, city, and community people have banned together to remember… to remember those that fell on that dark day and to remember those fighting for our security, thousands of miles from home. Shouts of “We Will Never Forget,” “United We Stand” and “Remember 9/11” are heard across the nation, and we all take a moment of silence in respect for the brave souls who are no longer with us, and say a short prayer for the safe return of our soldiers…

And there’s beauty in that…

There’s beauty in the bond of our nation, and the respect we show on the anniversary of a truly terrifying, evil, and horrifying event. We come together for people we don’t know and for faces we have never seen, but can feel their pain…

It too is a day that will live in infamy and deserves another moment of silence…

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