Since this picture was taken, my kids have faced some pretty tough things in their personal lives. Now they are also navigating the momentous changes brought about by COVID 19, not to mention the ever-present backdrop of climate and social justice crises that worry them so.
It’s a hard time to be anything right now, but I’d say the thing I’m struggling the most with is being a mom. Assuring kids that there is a bright future waiting for them when they hear so much evidence to the contrary is a tough job. And sometimes I feel like a snake oil salesman when I do.
This poem by Maggie Smith has been such a comfort to me over the last few years, but never more so than it is now.