I keep thinking about the stories from the disaster in China that I heard from the woman who runs the local laundromat. I was in there washing my clothes yesterday and as she relayed story after story, showed me pictures in the Chinese newspaper she was reading, I marveled at the “ordinary” heroes that brought tears to her eyes.
Particularly striking was a 9-year-old boy who saved two classmates and even had them singing to relieve their fear. One after another, one more poignant than the next.
Amazing how we respond to joy and crisis at a gut level. It says so much about us.
