It is hard to watch and see people whose path is altered by tornados, war, twisters, poverty, earthquakes, drought, flooding, starvation, fire, oppressive regimes, illness, and disease.
What can I do, and how do I help?
It is hard to watch and see people whose path winds through prosperity, health, and love, and they seem lost.
What can I do, and how do I help?
I think I want to be that person, that leader, that sole, who can help, but I am not.
I know that if I was, I would be, and I am not.
As I write the words, my heart sinks towards my belly.
The sinking feeling lifts and I know.
Everyone’s path is unique, as is mine.
It is neither good nor bad.
It is what it is, and I know.
I am fortunate.
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