It was the most rotten Monday I've had in a long time. Granted, Mondays are never good, but I could barely make chit chat with coworkers today or even smile. I just feel tired and weary. Even the good things - friends, festive twinkle lights, books - seem not real. It feels like the only reality is our family health crisis. Teaching was hard. I read aloud from Sing a song of tuna fish by Esme Raji Codell, and students journaled their own "let me tell you something about ..." stories. It worked.
I took the above pics on my way home - the traffic one on the iPhone while driving, the other one in front of our house.
Last night, I made more cards.