We all want to help... but where do we start?
Growing up, I never understood why I was born in Canada, given a loving, safe, warm home and an opportunity to attend school (among many other things!) but had I been born in another country, possibly none of these gifts would have been mine. It’s not fair. And no, I’m not silly/young enough to think we can make everything “fair” in our generation or that poverty could truly ever be eradicated, but I am “silly” enough to think we have a responsibility to do what we can.