Not entirely sure what you mean by that. But I realised some time ago how lucky, and extremely privileged, I was to grow up with the unconditional support my mother gave me.
And I wasn't the only one to get her support. She was a social worker who dealt with the very heaviest of drug users. She worked tirelessly to help them get a grip on their lives, and often spent her spare time following up on their troubles.
She, and others like her, contribute actual good to this world. I, with all of my inhibitive worries and hollow ambitions, admire them infinitely for that.
What a remarkable example of the principle of charity you've given us with this comment. You could have reacted to that as a troll, but instead responded with something beautiful. I admire that very much.
My condolences. A week is nothing after so deep a loss, so I hope you're ok.
And I wasn't the only one to get her support. She was a social worker who dealt with the very heaviest of drug users. She worked tirelessly to help them get a grip on their lives, and often spent her spare time following up on their troubles.
She, and others like her, contribute actual good to this world. I, with all of my inhibitive worries and hollow ambitions, admire them infinitely for that.