Lately I’ve had my daily piece written and scheduled (at least) the night before. Not today.

School underway for our kids, distance learning, shitty conditions outside with a heat wave and wild fires in the hills nearby and pandemic life, and…it all caught up with me this time.

So a two minute post from the kids’ room. It’s still sorta dark. The nightlight glows. The air filter machine is humming to clear the air. It’s the final quiet before a busy day lets loose.

And yet what comes to mind is hope. And love. These things endure. Through it all. If we let it.

I’m gonna try to let it.