It’s up to each one of us to decide how to make use of our experiences — whether they will hold us down or lift us up, and whether we’ll bring the people we encounter each day up or down with us. I’ve decided that love is my purpose, and I want to bring others to a place of love as well.
I’ve told this story a few times over the past two years as if I was merely an observer to what unfolded. Today – in response to the events which started on May 25 – I know now my role in speaking out against the kind of racial hatred that too many Americans endure day in and day out.
Perhaps I could have been a cat person, but cats make my eyes burn like Vesuvius and my nose pour like Niagara Falls. So dog person it is. June holds some meaningful memories for me and my three dogs, and this blog is for them.
Even when you have a compassionate heart and the best intentions when trying to help others , it all can still unravel. Regardless, you have to do the right thing. Every time.