When you have lived for a long time in close contact with the loss and grief which today pervades the world, any personal sorrow seems to be lost in the general sadness of humanity. — Eleanor Roosevelt.
Eleanor certainly saw her share of humanity’s general sadness, and experienced personal sorrow on several fronts. She wrote the above in her daybook right after the death of FDR. Lately, I’ve been thinking about her words during this virus. We seem to be lost in numbers — hospitalizations, number of cases, and death, and the numbers of dead and sick are overwhelming. But we can’t lose sight of the “personal sorrow” each number represents. Each statistic is a human with family and friends and their sorrow is real.
Perhaps if we focus a little bit less on the numbers and a little bit more on the face behind each number, we will be a little less self-centered about how the virus affects us, and a little more willing to sacrifice for that human face behind the number.
What do you think?