It’s cool here. Heating pads, sweaters, slippers, and blankets find their way to the body. I love this time of year.
Wednesday: signed up for postcards to Kentucky. Thursday: calls to North Carolina (out of 42 calls — 5 connections and one amazing conversation. Worth it? Hmmm).
But by Friday I felt a whole new level of overwhelm. So distraught I actually couldn’t look at any news.
My brother and his partner, my older son, my niece, K’s brother and his partner and son, all live on the West Coast.
LA, Oakland, and Corvallis.
Grace, Nancy, and Hazel.
Barbara & her entire family, Sherri, Aymee, Dan, Ekin
I found myself wishing it was a week where we only suffered through news about corruption. Election stealing. Punitive prosecutions. The Russians. CDC fact-tampering. Boy oh boy — sickening!
But it will be warm. It will hopefully outlast me and give comfort for many years.
“Massachusetts has the highest unemployment rates in the country,” K reading the paper.
Thank you faithful bloggers of the world. Those connections matter. Your posts are another place of refuge. I read daily even if I don’t comment. Thank you!