This post is going to be kind of random. I’m currently lying on the couch, nursing what is apparently some sort of stomach bug while my husband is getting ecstatic over a Broncos game. I’ll spare you the details, except to say that this morning it was pretty horrible. Now it’s mainly just weakness and chills. Hopefully it will pass quickly. My appetite’s starting to come back, so hopefully that’s a good sign.
There’s a box full of paperbacks destined for Indiegogo campaign funders sitting in my office that needs signing. I was going to be really excited about that, but between this bug and the sheer weight of recent events, I’m finding myself surprisingly unmotivated. I need to work up the gumption to take care of them at some point today, though, because they need to go in the mail tomorrow.
I don’t normally blog about politics or current events. I’m feeling compelled to say something, though, just to acknowledge what happened, because my last couple of posts over the past couple of days have seemed so out of place. But I don’t really know what to say. What can you say? It’s awful. It’s tragic. It’s heartbreaking. It’s hard to wrap your brain around that kind of evil, and it sucks to feel so helpless against it.
It’s also frustrating to be on social media and see so many people who think they have the answers to why and how to prevent it from happening again, when nobody really knows anything, and the facts have yet to fully come to light, and I realize that grasping for answers is part of the coping process, but all of the debating and finger-pointing and name-calling that I’m seeing is simply not helpful. Now is not the time to promote our pet agendas. Now is the time to process and mourn.
For the knitters and crocheters on my list, there’s a Ravelry group I joined, 600 Monsters Strong for Connecticut, and the goal is to make huggable plush monsters to give to each and every one of the surviving children affected by this tragedy. It’s the best way I know how to help, how to step up and do something to not feel so helpless, to let these children know that they’re loved and that there are still good people in the world who care about them.
Also, this link has been making the rounds. If you haven’t seen it yet, you should take a look. It will help you feel better: 26 Moments That Restored Our Faith In Humanity This Year
I’ll probably be scarce the next few days. Possibly the next few weeks. I have a lot of projects and deadlines, and I haven’t even started to deal with my Christmas obligations yet. I’m still trying to squeeze in sporadic time to work on Eucha Falls (although I doubt I’ll get the next scene done by Tuesday), and I’ve got my Wednesday spotlight slots filled for the rest of the month, so there will be some posting. It will just be sporadic. So let’s call it a semi-hiatus through the end of the year.
Love to all.
Mirrored from Jean Marie Bauhaus.