Here we are.

July 15 2020

I’m sitting on the floor of the Littleton school, after having just turned on the lights and connecting my phone. “Yesterday” by the Beatles is playing and Bowie just walked over to sit in my lap. I am tired but life is good. I need to write more, so here I am, (here we are), writing. Sitting on the floor. Just trying to get some words out. Motherhood is a lot of things but it is certainly also squeezing in time for you, for things that fill your cup, wherever possible. And in our current heartbreaking cultural climate, I’ll take what I can get. I have hope that we can make this world better for our kids, but it’s going to take a lot of cycle-breaking and self-educating and compassion, for others and ourselves. So we may as well raise them to be bad assess just in case.

Today I’m feeling pretty introspective, it’s a little overcast, I have 4 classes to teach, work and phone calls to catch up on, and some momentum to maintain. Let’s do this. 🖤