Can’t stop. Won’t stop.

Yeah, I’m pretty much obsessed over these Human interviews.

This one has stayed with me now for days …

In stories from Kenya, one of the women talks about love as a luxury.

I don’t know about Love. Love is for people who live in luxury. Who don’t have to go hungry … when your children don’t have anything to eat, how can you Love?

Her words, People. They continue to play over and over and over and over again.

Not once — ever — have I thought of Love as a luxury. Who would! Many, as it turns out.

And she’s right. It is a luxury when you don’t have something as important and critical as your actual living day to day survival to worry about.

I want to do something. Something more than just giving money. It makes me want to sell every single worldly possession and go help everyone.

I’m so thankful, People. Thankful for what I have.

May we all live to see the day when we can all Love, without concern for what that means. In all senses.