I am struggling to find my footing. I have a tree that needs lights. I have cookies to bake. I have soup to make now that it has snowed for the first time this winter. Yet, here I sit. Just staring at nothing. The world is such a hurtful place right now. I can't watch or read any more about the poor children. There is a funeral mass about to start (here in my town) for the son of someone I have known for many years. I remember checking books out to this young man when I worked at the library. He must have been 6 or 7. A young adult now. Perhaps in college.
This must be how my dad felt in those last years. Watching people younger than he, dying before him.
I will do what I can today. Tomorrow it's back to work.
It's now a few hours later: I am working on the cookie dough. Snickerdoodles. The Lentil soup with Pumpkin is the strangest I have ever made. The organic green lentils are still "crispy" to the tooth and even the carrots are crunchy. Been simmering for over an hour and I keep adding water to help things along. The is a great deal of ingredients to trash if the lentils don't get soft. Might be my last time to buy "organic".
1 comment:
it is understandable and appropriate to have this feeling now. i don't know if you need to hear that. but maybe i just need to say it.
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