If you're lucky enough to be privledged, try to show some empathy
I grew up in one of Chicago’s north shore suburbs. While my family wasn’t rich, we certainly had more than most people. We were never hurting for necessities, and we definitely had plenty of luxuries.
Most of the people I grew up with can say the same thing. It was the luck of the draw that this happened to us. Just as easily, we could have been born to someone else who was in a much worse situation. I admit I was born on third base and didn’t hit a triple. Although it took me some time to realize this, there’s no question that I was privileged.
I’ve been thinking about this again in the last week. One of the big topics is what is going on at our country’s border. We’re overwhelmed with people trying to get into the United States. I know I’m not the only one thinking about this because I’ve seen many of the same people I grew up with complaining about what is occurring down there.
Their complaints range from they don’t belong here to they’re trying to take away our jobs to the Democrats only want their votes to they are going to threaten our way of life.
What happened to kindness? What happened to empathy?
The people down at the border weren’t as lucky as us. They were dealt a bad hand from the beginning. They’ve been living in countries where their lives have been threatened daily. They’ve traveled thousands of miles, through treacherous conditions to reach the border with no guarantee they will ever be able to enter the United States. All they want is the same as us…to have the opportunity to make a better life for themselves and their children.
Remember that it cost nothing to be kind. It cost nothing to show a little empathy. For those of us who are privileged, try to recognize it.