Sometimes, life feels like a chore. I get into these depressions and I am not entirely sure from what.
I think about all that is happening in the world...all the pain and loss in the families from recent shootings, bombings and attacks etc. My heart is heavy for them all...but that is not enough. Bringing people together as a human race is probably the hardest task. No one wants to sit in this pain. No one wants to be alone and face the dark or scary things. No one wants to lend a hand to a stranger. We’ve become to numb and hard to feeling, to having simple compassion for one another.
My heart is breaking.











