At the beginning,
Nepal is rocked by a monster earthquake. My heart is halfway around the world.
Protests erupt around the U.S. over police brutality that resulted in the death of a 25-year old citizen. Too often I hear the refrain, “They brought this on themselves”. We heard that, somehow, Freddie Gray broke his own neck and crushed his own larynx. My heart is in agony.
It begins to sink in that I am now a part of a team of amazing people that have the opportunity to move us forward. My body is fluttering and racing. My heart tells me that we will all get through this together. And together, we are stronger.
The death toll in Nepal is rising and the world is responding generously.
#BaltimoreUprising is helping our country begin to acknowledge that there is something wrong. My heart sees citizens standing up and supporting each other…
and is cautiously hopeful — I have to knock on wood any time I acknowledge that I believe the future will be better (I’m still a bit superstitious, I know, it makes no rational sense).
My husband and I are celebrating our 20th Anniversary. My heart is overflowing.
My heart tells me that we will all get through this together. And together, we are stronger.