Let’s Make Peace

Hmmm. What to write? What to write?

I’m not liking this post-once-a-week thing. My head is so full of posts. I’m still holding on and letting go as much as I can. I knew life would be busier when I got back to work, but I’m not sure I realized just how busy it would be. I get through it by telling myself it will slow down soon, and I try not to question the truth of that statement.

I did finally get to Lake Tweet. I’m sorry to say it was a lot of work, but that, too, will get easier. Right?!?

So tonight I’m in need of sleep. And a shower, maybe. And hope. Because one can never have too much hope.

My kids are all doing well. I have a job. I have a husband, whom I somewhat like, sometimes. (Kidding! I love him always.) And thanks to some very brave Navy Seals and CIA paramilitary forces, I can rest easy in my bed tonight knowing the world is a safer place without a terroristic genius plotting away from inside a “luxurious” compound in Pakistan. (Thank you, thank you.)

I think one of the lessons we can all take from this is that we Americans, even those of us here in Appalachia, are all privileged. We live in safety, in the open, and out of the crossfire. We don’t lose our sons in raids or our daughters to war crimes.

If we could remember these truths, the ones I am sure are true, we’d have so much energy for good. If we didn’t waste our time wallowing in our minor inconveniences and surmountable problems, we’d have time to accomplish so much more.

And, with that, I think I’m done for tonight. Like Forrest Gump and his running, I’ll just stop writing now. I’ll share with you photos of my cute kids, and you’ll forgive me and forget that I’m a little peaked, a little contentious and pensive tonight.

Peace to you and yours. Peace tonight.