For millions of people, we are in a moment of a possibility for a more compassionate society. A conscious awakening. We no longer want "me" but "us." With staying power and speaking our minds, this can be a world-wide transformation mending society's torn fabric.
Armstrong walked on the moon, and we invented the personal computer. Body organs are transplanted like perennials. But when will we discover what happens to socks in the washer?
When Tim and I married, we shared many of the same values, but our interests were mostly far apart except for our children's well-being. It didn't matter until we retired. At first, we pursued our interests apart but slowly realized that the go-go phase would give way to slow-go, then no-go, where we'd spend most of our time together. With this in mind, we started paying attention to new adventures we could enjoy together.
Every spring, Tim struggles to adjust to the new time. Losing an hour is a big deal, and he wants to make sure I share in his misery. At book club, days after the Senate voted to go on daylight saving time, women in the group shared their difficulty adjusting to losing an hour. But a few people's experiences don't make it so.
My grandchildren live in consumer and tech societies on different continents and in four different U.S. states. Grandkids (blood and adoptive) don't look to me for calories. So, what is my task, if any, as their Amma (grandmother)?