I don’t need to go over all the things that divide us. We all know what they are. Are you as sick of it as I am? The cousins you can’t talk to anymore, the grandkids you can’t figure out, the neighbors who hammer in that crazy political sign — how could anyone even believe that stuff?

Wouldn’t it be so nice, just for one day, even for one hour, to forget about our differences and simply love each other? We could call it Peace Hour. It could happen every Tuesday at 1 p.m. We’d set aside our signs and insults, our partisan hatred and our fear and see each other as brothers and sisters in the human race. Just try it. Even for a minute. Let it go. Breathe.

Some of you do this most or all the time, and that’s great. Could you speak up more on social media?

Much of America, though, could benefit from a major reset. Have coffee with someone from a different political party or race or country or religion and talk about the weather, or artificial intelligence, or food.

What else to talk about? Well, here’s a list of things we have in common (for starters):

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  1. We have family members or friends or at least acquaintances who have served in the military and were sometimes killed or injured.
  2. We breathe the same air and drink the same water, and want them to be clean.
  3. We all want to be heard and valued.
  4. We’re all freaked out by 2020.
  5. As a species, we’re collectively experiencing massive, rapid changes. There are more of us than ever before and we travel faster and higher than our ancestors ever dreamed. We can find out what a friend in Mumbai had for dinner before we say hello to our neighbors. We can see not just images of the Earth — which no earthling could do before 1946 — but of stars being born.
  6. Most of us could shed a few pounds, myself included. About 70% of Americans are overweight or obese.
  7. We all benefit immensely from being out in nature.
  8. We all want safe, secure elections.
  9. We’re all aboard this watery planet winging around the sun at 67,000 mph through an infinitely vast and mysterious universe.
  10. Lastly, not to be too morbid, but we’re all gonna die. That’s just reality. And when we’re going down for our last count, none of us wants to look back at a life of sowing division and hatred. Let’s each do what we can to help heal our nation.

See you next Tuesday at 1 p.m.

Peace out.

“It’s My Turn” is a weekly column that rotates among members of the Echo Press editorial staff.