“I don’t know how to explain to you why you should care about other people.” I read that online and it stuck out to me because all my life I have cared about other people as a default setting. It’s never made sense to me when I see others speak such hatred and vitriol in forums on the Internet or on the news or protesting at our local Pride event. When I see that someone gunned their neighbor down in front of their house for being who they are and loving who they love. Or when I see people denied opportunities because of an unjust system. And as much as I curse and shout at my brain for the rigid thinking and the need to know more and the ruminating thoughts I also know that my brain in partnership with my heart gives me great empathy and love. It’s hard to see others not feel that way. I’m not trying to say that I’m some saint. And I don’t pretend to be perfect because I know that we’re all growing. But canonize me if that means that I will always be known as someone who speaks kindness into this world. “I don’t know how to explain to you why you should care about other people.” But I can sure do my best to show you.