As the State works towards reopening, the numbers in this pandemic keep trending down, giving us all hope, and we all come out of our houses and begin to reflect back, I think it’s important to remember that the last few weeks have been a different experience for each of us, and so, each of us will remember this time differently. I’d like to share what I hope will be some of my lasting memories from the past few weeks.
I remember businesses, churches, and just plain folks coming together to feed over 1,100 lunches during Spring Break to kids in need. I watched as our local government reorganized itself to serve our residents in new and creative ways, and I saw our City Manager feed breakfast to every single employee on the front lines just to say thank you. I saw a Commission that re-purposed themselves to serve their community. I saw neighbors go shopping for neighbors. I saw our students put signs on City Hall lawn and make videos to honor their peers who lost out on their senior seasons. I watched as our churches worked overtime to take care of their flocks. I saw golf cart parades and teachers making YouTube videos all to help our little ones deal with the loss of seeing their friends in school. I saw our local grocery store feed over 300 people in one day.
In short, I saw so much giving that I am sure I am forgetting beautiful moments of kindness. I wish I had written them down as they were happening.
In the last few weeks, I have seen a lot of love, but we only ever seem to focus on the hate. There is love in the world for our fellow man. I see it everyday right here in our community. I wish we could all see it, feel it, channel it, and talk about love more than we talk about anything else. I want to talk about love. I want to live a life of love. That’s the world I want my children to inherit. That’s the world I want to work to create.