{out of sorts}

It's Wednesday morning, but it feels like Monday because my boys were out of school yesterday. 

Parent teacher conference day. One of those things you get used to as a parent but still feel weird about. Like how the heck did someone trust me to go to these things and be in charge of two children? God, I guess. 

But the boys' teacher is SO fabulous this year (they had her last year too) that I'm thinking about putting her on retainer for the rest of their educational careers. She is so lovely. 

But back to that Wednesday that feels like Monday.

I woke up this morning feeling a bit hungover, having just had a dream where I was meeting with a coworker who was accusing me of messing up some kind of computer file (cue the almost-time-to-go back-to-work anxiety). 

And I'll be honest...this election has me all kinds of sad, anxious, disappointed and frustrated. So many feelings about so many things. I'm sure you can relate.

Out of sorts. That's me today. The kind of thing that only the feel of a warm mug and a silky latte on my lips could begin to fix. 

So here I am at my favorite coffee place, sipping this sweet salted caramel loveliness, taking deep breaths, and working on all of these feelings. The warmth is slowly knitting me back together this morning, reminding me of all that is precious and right in my life. 

I was thinking last night about what saddens me the most about the political climate right now, and aside from candidates and platforms and mud-throwing (which is so hard to get past), it is the fact that people are turning against each other to support a person that they really don't know at all. And I'm not talking about Facebook acquaintances. Close friends, brothers, parents, children...people who should be precious to us. 

It is so easy to lose sight of the life right in front of our eyes and be blinded by the constant flashing of who is right, who is wrong, who is better, who is worse. 

Regardless of who wins this election though, the new President can't and won't replace those people right in front of us. The new president won't be there for us at the Thanksgiving table, passing the gravy and reminiscing about crazy family stories. They won't show up when the kids are sick and you need someone to run to the store and grab some Gatorade and saltines. They won't be there with a humble check if you don't have enough money to pay for that unexpected house repair. And they won't be meeting you for a coffee date, listening intently as you share your secrets and dreams. 

I see all of the goodness and memories and love that are being abandoned for the sake of being right. 

I guess what I'm saying is let's not sacrifice the precious for the sake of power. 

Because power will fade and all we will have left are those precious strings that knit us together. And coffee dates. 

Wth much love,