This was the moment that stood out for me from Hillary Clinton's acceptance speech.
"So it's true. I sweat the details of policy – whether we're talking about the exact level of lead in the drinking water in Flint, Michigan, the number of mental health facilities in Iowa, or the cost of your prescription drugs.
"Because it's not just a detail if it's your kid - if it's your family.
"It's a big deal. And it should be a big deal to your president, too."
Philando Castile is a big deal. His death at the hands of a trigger-happy officer who saw blackness as danger is a big deal for his family, his friends, his mother, his colleagues, for every kid at our school and for all of their parents.
A refugee denied asylum is not just a detail. A black woman earning 60% of her white counter-point is not just a detail--her family had to live off that much lower salary. Like Clinton, I could go on and on. A special needs kid denied an education is not just a detail--I did not know that Hillary Rodham Clinton was largely responsible for the IDEA laws that allowed my little one to go to school and consider as a friend, a child with Down's syndrome, and allowed my older child to do the same with someone pretty far out the autism spectrum.
Maybe it isn't true that His eye is on the sparrow. (It's hard as a Holocaust survivor family, to accept that the eyes of God were on us as our children were gassed.) But our eyes can be upon each other. Together, we can pay attention to the details of our world and work to heal them together.