Compassion: Why this matters to me.
Hannah Tonti

Very touching. Reminds me of an anecdote where a man walking the beach was picking up and throwing mussels, stranded on the sand by the retreating tide, back into the sea. A bystander tells him “do you know how many thousands of mussels are left behind on the sand, can you make a difference in how many live?”. The man bends, picks up another mussel, throws it back into the sea, and says “It made a difference to that one”. I do believe ‘I am my brothers keeper’, because everyone is someone’s father, mother, husband, wife, brother, sister or child. Thank you for sharing.

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