It just is
It’s been a really bad week at the FOJ. The worst sort of arbitrary bureaucratic decisions f&&king with people’s lives. Stunned like after a body blow. Tears. Crushing headaches and gut-aches. Talking begging waiting. Looks like a middle course will be found (I hope; I find out this morning). And true gratitude for someone usually weak as a kitten who spoke up for once on our behalf.
For all this, it’s things like this that can bring a refining. A clarity of goals and purpose. One chooses a perspective and determines what’s meaningless and what’s important enough to fight for. And a gratitude for the valued people in one’s life.
