Hard to know what to say. Been dealing with some things that have come up over the last few weeks that have added stress to life. But have also put things into a different perspective that makes a lot of bullshit drop away, too.
For a few weeks now, we've had a nighttime ritual in our house where we all (or most of us -- sometimes one of the kids is off doing something somewhere) gather in the living room, and the lights are dim-ish, and we've got soft music playing, and everybody is kinda doing their own thing, and we're just sitting and talking. One of us might be reading, two of us playing cards or chess, one of us drawing - things like that. And we have all remarked at one time or another how much we like it, how peaceful and calming it feels. For me, it's a bit of a dream come true. When I used to picture (before I had a family) what it might be like to have a family, I pictured a scene kind of like what's happening now.
It's been a rainy summer.
