I ran into my friend Mark last Sunday and asked him how his week was going.
“Fantastic!” he said. “It just started!”
YOU GUYS. The week just started. I had not thought of this.
I was thinking about the week that just ended, and the days we’d slogged through, and all the things that kind-of-worked-but-not-really. I was thinking about old worries and new developments and the things I can control and the things I can’t.
I was thinking of long nights and tired mornings and the fact that everyone expects to eat meals again today, which means we have to make meals again today. And again tomorrow. These are the easy things, and even easy things are hard.