What a Time to Be Alive

And human.

I was reminded of my human-ness today. Not the language skills and opposable thumbs parts, but the tender parts that remember The Bad Things from before and invest unhelpful energy into worry about the things that have yet to come.

The anxious parts.

And also?

The gracious parts.

My triggers are my reminders that I have an opportunity to behave differently. To be grateful rather than spiteful, and graceful rather than resentful.

We are going to need a LOT of grace to get through this, and the excellent news is that there is an unending well of grace within each one of us.

Today, my…