Feeling a skosh better, a word which here means “slightly better than the nearly-dying state of yesterday.”
In other news, “skosh” comes from the Japanese “sukoshi” which means “a tiny bit.” This word was adopted by US servicemen stationed in Japan after WWII (according to Merriam-Webster, who you should totally follow on twitter as they are manning the grammar-and-humor arm of the #Resistance).
This tiny trans-national word reminds me of the better parts of humanity.
Like the man today who stood up to a shooter in a bar who was trying to kill “Muslims” who happened to actually be Indian engineers working for Garmin. A hate-filled, horrible person, a senseless tragedy, but also an act of heroism.
Sometimes one person makes an incredible difference.
Like the many Muslims who rapidly donated funds to restore the desecrated Jewish headstones (and the people of all stripes who came out with rakes and hands and hearts to clean it up). A hate-filled act, senseless destruction, but also a coming together that reveals the America I love.
Sometimes many people together make an incredible difference.
So… feeling a skosh better. I have to heal myself first, but in a day or three, I’ll rejoin the world and the many amazing people I see making a difference every day with their acts of love and courage and strength.