I am trying like hell to channel my rage into action. It isn't easy when I have dear friends who are losing three out of four parents as I type this.
This isn't about not trusting your friends and family members...this is about an enemy we cannot see. If your family members think that you don't love them because you insist upon wearing a mask in their presence? Ask them what their definition of love is? Does it include dying for them?
Remember please. Stay Home. Stay physically distant. Wash your hands. Wear a mask and a face shield when you have to be inside, in a car together and in public.
I remember the first time I heard this song. There was no snow in Africa...the country was in deep famine. People were starving. This year, listening to it again took on new meaning. If you are reading this, you’re probably not starving, homeless or in a food line. You may be jobless but you have a safety net to hold you until you can work again or a family that is helping you until this is over.
Covid and the senseless way it was handled has destroyed much for all of us.
All over this country, children are starving.
All over this country, people are sick.
All along our borders, children are locked in cages separated sometimes forever from their parents.
All over this country people are losing their homes.
All over this country people are dying.
All over this country, our fellow Americans are waking up to the realization that there are empty chairs at their tables, vacated forever and completely senselessly because of a virus that has been mishandled at the very top of our Government and dismissed by our President.
Damn it. If you're reading this you can do something. Just do it.
You can start here. Feeding America.