Yesterday, a friend reminded me that generations before us have dealt with disasters like the Spanish Flu. All of which inspires me to contribute this thought:
Our parents and grandparents ventured precariously across an ocean to risk their lives in World War II, never knowing when, and if, they would ever return alive. We’re being told to sit on our asses in our dens for two weeks and watch Netflix. We’ve got this!
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