“What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
— Mary Oliver

All I Can Do is Cope.

I want to walk away from social media again, simply because my anxiety is at an all time high. I want to live in a "blissful state" in which I'm not terrified for the future of my babies.

I want to blink my eyes and have the happenings of our world be but a nightmare. The actual honest truth is I want to pick up the phone and call my mom. But I can't, and I'm beginning to think she left this world having been saved from experiencing all of, this.

I know we aren't meant to have a spirit of fear, I know that's giving them what they want, but my human nature, my mama heart, simply wants to duck my head and hide.

Hide away from the latest updates and newest happenings. I want to play pirate ship with her and make grilled cheese sandwiches and fold our laundry.

So yeah. I know it's how I cope, but sometimes all you can do is, cope. Praying for our nation, for our babies, for our future.

Caterpillar.

It's All Weird, but It Just Is.