we can do better.

i've been at a loss for words. 

it's a little bit weird for me.  which makes the uneasy feeling in my stomach that much worse. 

how can we pretend we know best?  how can we play God?  life is so so precious, and in an instant it's ripped from your body and tossed into the abyss.  

the topic has been talked about and talked about and talked about and the only answer that keeps rising to the top is love. 

i can't turn a blind eye to the hate that hangs in the air around us.  it slowly seeps into our souls and before we know it we're surrounded by a feeling that isn't our own.  but we must stand firm and united.  we can't use this as an excuse to say "i told you so." and also, if we can shrink the macro to the micro for just a second... this is a lesson we can scale into our daily lives. 

answer the call with love.  no one is perfect, but in order to make the right decisions in the high pressure situations it needs to be a daily practice.  so the next time you have every right to say "i told you so" say something else.  pause just long enough to think about why one might be acting in a way that desires love, but is manifesting as something rough and mean.  

we can all do better.  we can all show up and be better versions of ourselves, but in a world that seems hopeless can you be that ray of sunshine someone needs to see their way?