These days and you see the world is filled with heartbreak….it gets overwhelming. I imagine my little nuggets’ future and it is heartrending. Not sure if I’ve said this, but I have always had a very active, VIVID, imagination. Here is the balm for my crying soul.
Go outside at night. Around 9:30pm. In the country if you can, if not any sky will do. Look up. This is a reminder of the majesty of our universe and the vastness that lies beyond. It reminds me that this beauty we have is worth fighting for, and I WILL NEVER GIVE UP. I can’t stop hoping and making moves to protect the future for all of our children…like a bear. Beware those of you who do not hold the future as precious. The bears are waking up from hibernation.