What if we lose it?
I apologise first of all if this post comes out of the blue. It is just a reflection on a chat I was having with someone about identity and the importance “being Armenian” plays, or shouldn’t play, in ones life.
“may I gain the serenity to accept the things u cant change, change the things you can, and the wisdom to know the difference”
Some may argue that the fundemental “glue” in holding together dispersed Armenian communities around the world is the notion of pain, the feeling that we all suffered, our ancestors suffered, and this is what keeps us together. The old tattered song books, parents forcing you to Armenian school, telling you it’s “good for you”, and the feeling of nostalgia that is constantly brought forward into our minds by all these factors.
I was wondering, after a friend considered I “lose the chip on my shoulder” with regard to the Genocide, as part of my identity. On careful consideration, it seems quite a lot of this energy towards loving a homeland may well be lost. The old English quote above mentions accepting things you can’t change, and knowing whether to move on.
What if we did move on?
Our parents, as a generation, are still raw from the wounds of the genocide. We are still angry, I still feel a pain. Will my children feel this pain? Will they keep it in their minds in 30 years time? It is quite a remarkable thought to consider that a future generation of Armenians may not consider the Genocide an issue, or that when asked where they are from they may well reply “American..” or “English”. This is acceptable, as it does happen, when you live in a country, its culture will dominate, and form a part of you. I do , however, worry that if we don’t figure out another common cause to keep Armenians together, then in 50 years time, there may well be no one to post on this website.
Please share your thoughts