The past few weeks have been trying times to say the least. We, as a world, are all united in one common fight. And while there are certainly dark days, this time has drawn out the light in each of us. I don’t know what our world will look like when all is said and done, but I do know this chaos, fear, and uncertainty will eventually subside. When that time comes, I hope we remember what this felt like. That lessons learned will remain with us and make us all better. Make us slower to hate and quicker to offer kindness. I hope we remember what it really means to be a member of the human race. I hope we remember all the good in each other. I hope we remember what’s important.
I hope we remember waving at our neighbors.
I hope we remember smiling at strangers.
I hope we remember blowing bubbles for hours.
I hope we remember gardening.
I hope we remember making sidewalk chalk masterpieces.
I hope we remember rooting for the world.
I hope we remember volunteering our time.
I hope we remember offering our skills.
I hope we remember quiet.
I hope we remember putting the needs of others first.
I hope we remember having time on our hands.
I hope we remember what it’s like to be bored.
I hope we remember calling our grandparents.
I hope we remember cooking together.
I hope we remember riding bikes.
I hope we remember buying only what we need.
I hope we remember spending our day outside.
I hope we remember unity.
I hope we remember solidarity.
I hope we remember praying.
I hope we remember hoping.
I hope we remember loving.
I really hope we remember.
