In our current cultural milieu it seems insensitive to write a piece about something domestic. But this essay put words to an important distinction about what it means to care for people. Care is love in action, and for most of us, that starts at home, or in our neighborhoods, battling to stay present to the lives in front of our faces.
As the author of that essay writes, , writes, “Take the moments of joy where you find them. Don’t let your sense of privilege or your awareness of the coexisting horrors cancel them out. It doesn’t work like that.”