Do I, now that my son is about to make a life all his own? Car full, bike in the backseat, I stood aside as he prepared to take off for a rainy place on the other coast. I used to tell people that he’d be back over spring break. Or, “he’s off traveling,” implying a return to home base. Which I no longer am, at least physically. This move across country is more permanent than his midwest education or his self guided, far flung adventures ever were.
This is very moving. I remember crying for the mothers with babes in arms who had to flee from those who wanted them dead because of nation, race, or religion. I was a new mother myself, warm and safe, with every privilege while war raged in another part of the world. 30 years have passed since then. Wars have not left us yet. I take courage from this psalm 85 verse 10 promise.
Steadfast love and faithfulness will meet; righteousness and peace will kiss each other.
When this is true there will be no more war. But it is so hard to finnd piss and steadfast love even in or families.
I just love how you not only deftly tap a vein, but give voice to feelings in sometimes overwhelming context. It is not uncommon, since 2020 (for me), to find myself despairing over how to hold my blessings amidst seemingly inexorable challenges. This piece is balm this week. Time for the WWKC bracelets! 🫶🏻
Thank you for sharing this. It is medicine for my soul.
This is very moving. I remember crying for the mothers with babes in arms who had to flee from those who wanted them dead because of nation, race, or religion. I was a new mother myself, warm and safe, with every privilege while war raged in another part of the world. 30 years have passed since then. Wars have not left us yet. I take courage from this psalm 85 verse 10 promise.
Steadfast love and faithfulness will meet; righteousness and peace will kiss each other.
When this is true there will be no more war. But it is so hard to finnd piss and steadfast love even in or families.
I just love how you not only deftly tap a vein, but give voice to feelings in sometimes overwhelming context. It is not uncommon, since 2020 (for me), to find myself despairing over how to hold my blessings amidst seemingly inexorable challenges. This piece is balm this week. Time for the WWKC bracelets! 🫶🏻
Well, Leslie, you give the best compliments! WWKC bracelets. haha.
Because reading you is SO inspiring to actually write, I think I might bead up “what would Kate Chronicle” as a personal reminder🥰
You should see how wide my smile is. Thank you!!!
Very poignant. I write this with tears in my eyes.
May HaShem protect J, the IDF, and all citizens of Israel. Amen.
Amen, amen and amen. Much love.
Whoa what a typo! It should read peace and righteousness ...)