My kid today saw the flags at half-mast in various places again and said out loud why don't we just leave them there. This is what we are. I don't know how to change it. Holding you, and so many, in my heart right now 💙
My dear friend Kate, who died last fall, used to tell me--during my worst times--Weebles wobble but they don't fall down (your wonderful fortune cookie fortune). I wish for you the wobble and the not falling, the grieving but not the despair, peace wherever your heart can find it, even if only in the clouds. Much love to you, my dear friend Elizabeth.
I think there is still grace. Grace within individuals. I see that all the time. But- broken. Yes. Surely. And no amount of grace can counteract the way that we are broken.
This last round of shootings has struck me dumb. I am reeling, but like you, not without hope, because then where would be be? I am holding your in my heart as you grieve your mom, it is a loss that will never leave you, as it it should be.
Somewhere along the line, it seems to me, America lost its spirit of community and common good. Now all anyone ever talks about is individual freedoms, and any suggestion that we should be looking out for each other (and yes, each other's children) is derided as some kind of poisonous socialism. It's bizarre.
#terribleAmerica
My kid today saw the flags at half-mast in various places again and said out loud why don't we just leave them there. This is what we are. I don't know how to change it. Holding you, and so many, in my heart right now 💙
My dear friend Kate, who died last fall, used to tell me--during my worst times--Weebles wobble but they don't fall down (your wonderful fortune cookie fortune). I wish for you the wobble and the not falling, the grieving but not the despair, peace wherever your heart can find it, even if only in the clouds. Much love to you, my dear friend Elizabeth.
I think there is still grace. Grace within individuals. I see that all the time. But- broken. Yes. Surely. And no amount of grace can counteract the way that we are broken.
Yes, broken and without grace.
Xoxo
Barbara
I mourn with you, tears of outrage and incomprehension. We are a terrible country. Patriotism means nothing when the flag is at perpetual half-mast.
It is horrific that so many Americans seem to be okay with people gunned down so that they can have their "freedoms". I don't get it.
Sending hugs and love.
The bodies keep piling up. The myriad losses need a place to go need something to do so my mind and heart don’t blow up leaving me to...
it is a terrible, cruel country.
This last round of shootings has struck me dumb. I am reeling, but like you, not without hope, because then where would be be? I am holding your in my heart as you grieve your mom, it is a loss that will never leave you, as it it should be.
Somewhere along the line, it seems to me, America lost its spirit of community and common good. Now all anyone ever talks about is individual freedoms, and any suggestion that we should be looking out for each other (and yes, each other's children) is derided as some kind of poisonous socialism. It's bizarre.