Still far from saying Happy Monday these days. The boys are fighting constantly and then they come stand over my shoulder when I’m watching news clips and want to know what’s going on, and so much of it I want to shield them from…but should I?? The twins will be 9 this Saturday. They know they’re not getting a birthday party and they’re fine, they understand (it was a bigger deal back in April when their best friend had no birthday party and their FaceTime was a pity party about the mean virus). Now they’ve watched me watch daily death totals rise for the past two months, and now weeks of protests and rage. This morning we watched a Netflix doc on the history of plastics and how we’re destroying the environment. What a life we’re leaving for our kids. If we can’t collectively come out the other side a happier, healthier, and more accepting world then we’ve failed the next generation.
All I can do is keep up a mantra: stay safe, stay healthy, stay loving, change hearts, and minds, and policy.
I love all of you and Black Lives Matter.