In times of strife, times of global unrest, times like these where pandemics race across a planet causing suffering, death, sadness, and disruption, it’s easy to lose track of ourselves. It’s easy, when chips like this fall, to forget to take care of ourselves, to take care of those we love, and most simply, to remind them constantly that no matter what happens, they are loved. It’s not always feasible, but if I’ve learned anything over these last decades it’s this: The more we live for others, the happier we will be. I think this often gets misunderstood to putting ourselves last, and this is not the case. It’s consciously choosing to remind those in our bubbles (pandemic and otherwise) that they are valuable, they are loved, and they are taken care of. We forget that the simplest words, actions, and deliberate offerings of kindness can turn a day around, what’s more, they can often save a life.
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