We are uneasy, living in such mundane luxury as this: The privilege of stasis, waiting on the last to die like the first-born sons of Egypt while we at home watch dust build over dust, ashes to ashes. We, rich – for now – in hygiene and health know not the pain of that finalContinue reading “Poem: Prayer”
I’ve reached out to chat with friends who each have a wonderful story to tell.
Last year gave me a new sense of gratitude, and a desire not to take those smaller moments for granted.
Our compassion for our family, friends, and wider community should drive us to want a better world, and our logic should settle on the best proposal to bring that into effect.
Enjoy your life now, because it may not last long, and even if it does, you may not be in a position to enjoy it by then.