We are not alone with our feelings, imperfections, and struggles and that alone makes us all the same. Disease, love, hunger, hope, death....none of it distinguishes between religions, skin color, gender, education, jobs....and neither should we.
We are an optimistic and understanding family, but as the weeks tick slowly along and more cancellations and changes take place, our smiles waiver. My oldest daughter, having worked so hard to get through college, will be rewarded with a virtual ceremony. Thanksgiving runs the risk of spreading germs instead of gratitude. And the best gift this Christmas may be staying away from the family and friends you care so much about.