This morning, as I rode in, I thought about where he was at that moment.
I have no doubt he is in Ukraine. I wonder how close to the front lines he is, and I wondered at how different circumstances lead us to different situations – that luck is a huge part of life. I’m doing executive presentations, and he’s hoofing to the front lines. I couldn’t fathom the vast differences in our priorities.
Unfortunately, this isn’t a war that was inevitable. It was avoidable. I don’t believe Putin is a madman, and I don’t believe he was right to invade. Sadly, in today’s world many people feel these two viewpoints are contradictory and saying it means you’re pro-Putin, pro-Russia. I’m not. I’m just realistic. There were paths to avoiding conflict, and we chose to not follow them. This costs young men like my train platform friend dearly.
We may sit here and comment on how the war hurts us because of price and supply chain disruptions. People will remind you that your home isn’t being bombed, your family isn’t at risk, so consider yourself lucky. I disagree. While our problems are first-world problems, they are important. If we don’t worry about them, and we don’t deal with them effectively, our first-world problems will become very big problems just like the one he headed off to. His reality can become ours, sometimes when we least expect.