You might have heard that the world was supposed to end today. As far as I'm concerned, last Friday seemed much more like the end of the world. I can't tell you how many times in the past week I started a blog post and then deleted it, too heavy of heart and too angry and too despairing to finish. Through tears I wrote about children and parents and teachers; with rage I wrote about guns and gunmen; each time I hit the delete button instead of the save button.
So instead, today I will wish Steph the happiest of happy birthdays—Sweet Sixteen, if you can believe it! And I will celebrate the solstice, knowing that the days are getting longer again. And, beyond that, I will just hope that this "new cycle" on the Mayan calendar will be one of peace.
Well said. I believe your thoughts here reflect those of so many, especially that this "new cycle" is one of peace!
Posted by: Kate | December 21, 2012 at 07:06 PM
continue to read your blogs.....for the everyday and those other days.....you capture for me (you are the age of my children)the blessings of the everyday...and more.
Posted by: Pat Wilburn | December 23, 2012 at 04:11 PM