It was a long, rough week, both nationally and locally. Near and far brought news where answers or the right words were near impossible. Most of the time I felt frozen in anger, frustration, and sorrow where action and change were far out of reach.
What do you possible say to your children other than the truth and provide as much love and support as you can?
Epictetus said, as you tuck your children in whisper to yourself ‘They may be gone in the morning.’
That feels like a brutal slap in the face but as we’re confronted with almost each day, life is fleeting and the world is cruel. It shouldn’t happen, but it does. So it’s not a slap but a daily and realistic reminder not to waste a single second of our time. It is one small thread of clarity that can come from tragedy: be present, be loving, be forgiving.
It can all go away in a blink. There’s nothing we can do other than be what they need right now. Right this second.