Friends, there have been really dark days recently in the world and I admit that I have been taking the news really hard, but after a night of becoming distressed over things I can’t control, the morning seems more calm. It’s hard to understand the events of the world right now. I can understand hopelessness and helplessness, but I can’t understand violence. Seeing some photographs of citizens banding together to clean up after the riots in London gave me some hope. Watching the girls go about their day, totally oblivious to the news that’s going on around them, is also a kind of normalizer. Their enthusiasm about rock climbing at camp for the first time, or their giddy anticipation for an airplane trip next week is infectious.
I think going away will be good for me. A break in routine. There’s usually a tangible excitement in the air a week before a big trip, but I’m not feeling it. Mark’s been very busy at the kitchen (thank you to all who have participated in our summer sale so far!), but I have wrapped up my projects last week and there’s a fair amount of uncertainty in what’s lined up for fall when we get back in September. We’ve been through tight times before. We know what to do to get through this. I also know that our family is lucky. Stay safe.