This afternoon, I was honored to attend a Chinese New Year Celebration. My 17 year old son is a tutor in a program in which the 70-plus year old students have all recently come to this country from China. The students' respect for their "little teachers" and their open desire to please them was palpable. In return, the tutors' respect for their students' hard working natures and lifetimes of experience could also be clearly felt.
It was one of the most moving experiences of my life. I felt joy and reverence for my good fortune in bearing witness to such love. It cannot be taken from me. Connectivity between generations, and love and appreciation between cultures, is an antidote to grief. It cannot be taken from us.