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Friday
Dec142012

Faith in humanity +0.01

If you’ve been watching the news I’m sure you’re as heartbroken as I am by the horrible events in Connecticut. Watching President Obama tear up, seeing news anchors break down and sob on live TV, it’s enough to make me want to cancel my subscription to the human race.

I did the normal things we all do. I hugged my children and told them how much I loved them. I wandered around in a fog, trying to process such abject sadness, not wanting to even think about what those parents must be going through.

And I thought about one of my daughters in particular, who is already having an exceptionally terrible week at that sucking chest-wound we call high school. She’s the progeny of artists. She’s creative and brilliant, but in an environment where kids are valued by how much they bench-press or the cup size of their bras, she struggles.

So while watching the horrible news, I sent a message to Mac Miller, a hip-hop artist my daughter likes. I sat next to Mac on a flight a few months back. He was a cool guy but so young he couldn’t even order a drink in First Class, opting for a Coke Zero. And he was obviously road-weary from two years of non-stop touring. (Last year his album, Blue Slide Park, was the first Indie record to debut at #1 on Billboard’s Top 200).

It was nice talking to him. I respected his work ethic. I admired his knuckles, which were tatted “MOST DOPE”. And I understood his appreciation for a mother's home cooking. Plus he’s a social media fiend (answering tweets throughout the flight); so I figured what the heck? I mentioned that my daughter was having a rough time and asked if he could give her a little shout-out.

He immediately tweeted her one word: SMILE.

This is a guy with 3 million Twitter followers. I’m sure it didn’t take long to send that simple text, but sometimes it’s the little things that matter.

My daughter cried tears of joy on a very sad day. And suddenly my love/hate relationship with the human race wasn't so bad. Thanks Mac.

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Reader Comments (4)

That is incredibly cool. I'm not familiar with the person, but I'm going to go look them up right now. It's little things like this that make a young person's whole year.
December 15, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterEric Stallsworth
That's way cool of him. :)

And as you said, it probably only took him a second -- but I think that's a powerful lesson about the impact we all could have, without even having to expend much time or effort.
December 15, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterKristan
Yay! I have two teens and over here a few days before the CT tragedy we had a mass shooting at a local mall..clackamas in Oregon.......within days of the that tragedy the CT sitting happened then my daughters high school was invaded by police for a threat of shooting and many in it area closed down or locked down. Fear is such a powerful emotion and feeds upon group fear. My kids are artistic, intelligent, different. In fact my daughter asked if she could leave hs get a ged and just go to a community college to avoid more of the not fitting in.... Hard choices in our future i guess.
December 23, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterJessica Richards
Kids that are "different" in high school bloom magnificently in college...or later in life, in general. We're transferring Madi to the alternative high school at the end of the quarter. She's feeling so much better and more accepted. Plus I know several of the teachers and they're wonderful. Best to you and your daughter. We considered the same thing.
December 23, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterJamie

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