The bags of snacks nearly cover the kitchen table. Every person will get a granola bar, water, and an apple. Plus a dog/cat treat if they have an animal.
“What on earth are you doing?” My mother asks as she comes through the door.
“Getting ready to leave.” I load the bags into a box.
“What is all this?”
“I pass a lot of homeless people on my way to work…”
“Honey,” she says in the condescending way that I hate. “You can’t save the world. Hard as it is sometimes we have to look away.”
I can’t look away.
The Moral Mondays prompt this week is love conquers all.