Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it’s not. – The Lorax
Read this book again last night with Annie.
The message seems particularly important with today’s political climate.
After the line above the Lorax gives the Onceler the last of the Truffula seeds and tells him to plant and care for it.
I believe we must do the same with hope.
What if we planted hope wherever we went?
What if others saw hope in our actions and attitudes?
What if we nurtured even the smallest flame of hope wherever we see it?
Make it a great day.