Three things happened this weekend that saved me from despair, and renewed my faith in humanity.
Number 1. These two got married.
At a time when we are feeling separated by racial tension, and fear, feeling like we’re headed toward an unbridgeable divide, a black family flew from LA to Fargo to join a white family in celebrating their children’s marriage. Not only did their love knit their two diverse families together, it also brought our community together with a very poignant and timely reminder that love is love is love is love is love.
Number 2. A community gathered to take this
to this, in 10 hoursWhen a drunk driver plowed into John’s house a little after midnight, friends and neighbors pitched in to prove we all get by with a little help from our friends.
Number 3. Our local downtown market opened
All of these connections point out that having a sense of place, a sense of community, and love is the only way of finding a path forward together.