"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness,
it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity,
it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness,
it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair."
- Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
I read the above and it makes me think a lot about what's going on at the moment.
I was not sure how to share my thoughts on this matter, as it's so present and huge and feels almost out of body to consider it with my privilege.
I am thankful for all the best of times in my own personal life, but sometimes I lay in bed and wonder, why me?
What is going on for humans who are also mothers, fathers, sisters, and brothers, sounds too horrendous, almost fiction, when we read about it on our smartphones...
What makes these innocent lives so different from ours?
And how do we now have the...