Hey guys. We will be ok. I know we will be. But that doesn’t take away from the magnitude of the situation or the suffocating fact that we have to be on 24/7 for our kids who are trying to process an event we, our adult selves, cannot process. This is not a pity post. I am more grateful than I ever have been (see stories) This is a post to let you know I’m sad, too. I’m sad about cancelled plans. Cancelled trips. Cancelled shows. Cancelled weddings. Cancelled graduations. Cancelled birthdays. I feel the pressure of keeping little spirits high. I sense the rising sense of anxiety. The frenetic energy is palpable. The inevitable responsibility of keeping kids aged 2 thru 9 on task with such different needs is daunting. I pray for calm. I know I can only give them calm if I am myself, calm. So I will be their rock. But sometimes guys…in the back of a closet….this.