What a strange time. The current gorgeous weather in New England, juxtaposed with the earth shattering issues people on the planet face.
As but one example, we were blessed with a new grandson in July, but have yet to touch him – and visits have been after repeated COVID tests and with an N95 mask and face shield.
As another example, our mentee from Partakers was paroled after being incarcerated 20 years, and we are blessed to be continuing our relationship with him as deals with the incredibly ‘highs’ of a walk in a park, and the lows of not having a birth certificate or social security number creating enormous bureaucracy in his job hunt.
My biggest issue is a strong undercurrent in my soul of anxiety. I’m an A+ denier, so outwardly it doesn’t necessarily show, but I feel so unsettled. As though such big things that defined ‘normal’ for me have been cracked open. I have a hard time incorporating in my thought process the 43% of fellow Americans who support the lies and treachery of our leaders. I don’t know if America will ever be the same, and fear what might lie ahead.
