It’s hard to go back to day to day life when the world around you bombards you with horror. That’s what we all are doing.
Today I absolutely must go grocery shopping. My proverbial cupboard is really bare. That doesn’t mean I have forgotten about the children. We went to a small gathering last night. I ate three mints and a slice or two of wrap. Thinking about the children the rest of my hunger vanished. Tonight we volunteers meet at the Discovery Shop for a small dinner. I noted that not many are participating this year. Perhaps many of us are too old to bother. Those who come will be thinking of the children, I know this.
If there was a life reset button, you bet I would set it back a week ago. But in the midst of horror, life moves on.