Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I'm feeling sorrowful today.  Thinking about all the suffering going on around the world and the unknown future, I feel useless.  I like to tackle things, but I'm too old, not skilled in medicine or research, and having empathy seems paltry.  I pray, I try to keep focused on my blessings and they are many, but today I was just down.  I see this discouragement in people on the street when I walk, with even my grandkids.  We are resilient, but there is no blueprint for how to cope with this isolation and uncertainty.  My husband researched today about the 1918 pandemic, and what he told me scared me more than I already was:  there were three waves of the flu, and the second was more devastating than the first.  First wave in spring, second in fall, third in winter.  I hope a hundred years later we have more tools in our toolbox to fight this menace, but our lack of leadership has killed many and we have no handle on how to fight this virus.  So we need to pray for science to guide us to treat those infected more skillfully and be preventative, which so far has not been well organized.  I wonder when or if we will listen to them and be guided.  I hope so.