The third surge. Adjusting to life at my parents'. A birthday. We evolve.
Friendship heartache, preschool exhaustion, election anxiety.
Grief, rage, the occasional escape, apocalyptic sky, and finally podding after 3 months of planning
Wildfire season, parenting overwhelm, stress-baking.
Looking back on the second half of July.
It’s so far a pretty quiet week which is very welcome, though that gives me more space to be sad …
The first week of June was intense.