Snow came earlier today, and near the top of my agenda was the task of persuading my kids to step away from the computer games (at the library) and go peacefully with me, up to the house, more of a cottage, placed in the midst of evergreens and lodgepole pines and aspens at about 8800 feet.
Running late. It's 4:01pm. Never enough time at the library. In heaven there will be an amazing library with big leather comfortable reading chairs with brass floor lamps and a small stand to put your coffee on.
I wrote about Downtown, recently, and the street sojourners who were once children.
I pondered the idea of being there, and here, for these kiddos ... making judgment calls on behalf of our kids, even though we may not know exacly what we are doing ... I considered that sometimes the questions are more important than the answers, and that if we do not know what the right question is that I am supposed to be asking then I need to answer as many questions as needed.
Well, I was just reviewing what I've thought about, and wrote about, up until now. But I've got to get these kids home, and see what the options are for dinner.
Peace,
T
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