Dear Russell,

Thank you for writing, I know it was difficult. As a fellow Jew, living in Denver, with a rabbi in our shul who used to work in Pittsburgh, I can’t help but think how connected everything is.

It just seems to me that we are bobbing in an ocean of hate while holding on to little rafts of love & hope. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Shouldn’t we swim in the ocean of love & be stung by a small jellyfish of hatred from time to time? This seems wrong, like the good is losing some invisible fight, some fight we should have been winning for our kids…

I don’t know. It’s very difficult to be an optimist nowadays, & considering that it was never my bailiwick, maybe I should just go back to my default setting of “realist/pessimist/cynic” & stop working so hard on elevating my mood. I think your article helped me realize that.

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Elena Tucker

Elena Tucker

Writer and storyteller, immigrant, wife, mom, knitter, collector of jokes, lover of cheap, sweet wine.

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