I will admit, I have been a bit reluctant crafting wistful thoughts and sharing them, as there has been a looming lack of creativity… this during a time where we have moments of isolation to “work on ourselves.” However, out of this involuntary reflection, I have been developing allowance of just letting things be. That freedom from expectation opened the thought floodgates, “After all of this, as the beginning of something inevitably has an end… how will we all be as a humanity? Will we go back to how we were living with an altered process of doing things? Will we remember how to do the ‘normal’ things? Will we learn to maintain kindness? Will we utilize the lessons learned during this time to infer how we communicate and treat others? Will ‘we’ ever be we again?” Thoughts transformed into a considerative (yes, I make up words) journey of how humanitarianism has gone through cycles of advancement – or supposedly. Whenever we are shocked to our core, it seems that some lev