When this is over...
When this is over, may we never again take for granted…
"When this is over, may we never again take for granted
A handshake with a stranger
Full shelves at the store
Conversations with neighbors
A crowded theater
Friday night out
The taste of communion
A routine checkup
The school rush each morning
Coffee with a friend
The stadium roaring
Each deep breath
A boring Tuesday
Life itself.
When this ends
may we find
that we have become
more like the people
we wanted to be
we were called to be
we hoped to be
and may we stay
that way — better
for each other
because of the worst."
The above poem was penned by a Minnesota mother, Laura Kelly Fanucci and has gone viral over the past few days. It was shared by Maeve Kennedy just two days before she tragically went missing with her son after taking off in a canoe with her 8 year old son.
I wanted to share it here because it resonated so deeply with me. This poem, like so many other simple things have caused me to pause and reflect.
I hope you’ve enjoyed it as well.
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