What a week it’s been.
My kids and I traveled from Seattle to North Carolina on Wednesday, then on to Virginia on Thursday. I was largely out of pocket. But in the past two days, in between seeing friends and family and monitoring my kids as they play in my parents’ swimming pool, I’ve been reading and thinking and hurting and crying and praying. Not again. It’s happened too many times already. And because of the travel and the time change and the headlines, I’m so tired. And I’m a white woman.
Imagine how tired my black brothers and sisters are.
In the wake of these events, I’ve seen some really foolish things online. But I’ve also seen some really, really wise things. I thought I would share a few thoughts I’ve had as I’ve read, prayed, and processed.