Of all the hurricane-related acts of generosity that have taken place to make up for the blatant racist disregard of that guy who lives in the White House, the fact that Mexico sent their army to feed evacuees and Red Cross volunteers touches me the most. We treat Mexicans like criminals for coming over here to clean our yards, pick our fruit, and take care of our children (though, if we really didn't want them to come, we could always not hire them). And yet, they respond with an open hearted generosity, like a poor family willing to share their meal with a hostile stranger. It's humbling, really. In the last few weeks I have felt embarrassed, shamed, and rageful by the events that transpired following the hurricane, and finally, humbled by the benevolence of people and countries like Mexico. They come to us with love and forgiveness.

However, I do have to say, I see growth in Bush. He did take responsibility for his "mistake" today. I'm glad he's being gentle with himself. I'm still beating myself up for the time I let my dad's car roll down the hill and that didn't leave anyone suffering from hunger, thirst, and heat stroke for days on end. This man has blood on his hands, if you ask me, but sometimes it takes a low bottom before some people will wake up.

Perhaps I can be like Mexico and forgive the mistakes of my country and it's "elected" leaders.

Just for today, I am humbled by acts of kindness.