Again. Violence in our city. The government not protecting us.
So. After spending a couple weeks a bit stunned and numb and discombobulated, we took some time this weekend to take some small actions.
But first, comfort food (and a comfort face).
And then a Gratitude candle last night at 7pm.

And then, some normalcy (or absolutely non-normalcy if you consider that the eldest needs to practice driving).

And some morning sunrays.
And then, a text from a friend about a supply drive next weekend (at the exact moment Chris was at Costco to pickup said supplies) and a plan to volunteer to organize at one of the warehouses next Saturday.

And then…a tiny but hearty group of neighbors (me, Chris and our next door lady) standing at the nearby intersection for a couple hours in single digits with signs expressing our views in solidarity of loving our state.

Mostly we were well received and got lots of honks and waves and peace signs. One lady even brought us hot chocolate. There were also a few detractors, but they didn’t bother us. We know we are on the right side of history.