Resilient, rewind, redo, recoil, remember, rebirth.
Resilient is said as a compliment, something heaped on someone for surviving, treading water, breathing through a straw for a moment or a lifetime.
But what about taking away the things that force one to become resilient anyway? Or to force others to see a person as resilient? Why is it a badge of honor? A trophy? A grade?
What if coming out of this pandemic – if and when we do as a world – the stores that make any one of us resilient are depleted, the battery is expired, the river is dry, the drought is in a new category of crisis, from red to purple to dark purple.
What does resilient look like then?
