But then he added, "Because we're both left-handed, used to live in Chicago, and prefer Choice #1 on the lunch menu!," and I thought, Well of course we're similar. How did I not see it before?
His child's criteria for similarity are so much more flexible and forgiving than my own. Let it be a lesson. According to an eight-year-old's standards, any two people in the world are similar, even if only because they both prefer chocolate ice cream to vanilla.
What we could accomplish as a community, a nation, and yes, a world, if we recognized every other person on the planet as being more similar to us than different. How we might effect the most significant change if we used an eight-year-old's eyes to see other people.
A thought on a Saturday in mid-March of 2014, a time when we have all the tools to improve the lot of every human being but seem to lack any sense of imperative: Find another person. Revel in your similarities, using my little friend's rubric. Help that person because he or she could be you, after all. Enjoy how it feels to suss out commonalities, not differences. Go from there.