I haven't blogged because sometimes it feels like there's just nothing to say. Nothing feels important.
I moved and redid the chicken coop and I love it now.
But so what?
We have seen God's hand in our lives in so many small ways that bills no longer feel overwhelming.
But other people had their children die today, so I don't care as much about that. I'm just grateful for the time I have with my loved ones, but feeling quite palpably the temporary aspect of it all. How quickly life can be snatched away.
Maybe I'm depressed, but I don't think so. I just feel extremely thoughtful of late. Thinking of what's important.
And then feeling a bit of self loathing as I then tire of my thoughts and questions and retreat to Pinterest or Facebook hoping for an amusing meme.
My soma.
Igloo has started reading all those dystopian books again: 1984, Brave New World, etc. so I started Fahreneight 451 again last night and saw so many parallels to society today my jaw dropped open. Have you read up on common core? I kept thinking about the new language arts standards as I read Bradbury's novel. And I actually felt a little scared. If you don't know, you can read about it at the Washington Post, Or this piece.
We slowly, slowly cut the literature so that no one wants to read anything that makes them feel bad or makes them question the status quo.
It doesn't seem quite so outrageous to picture a generation that doesn't want to be bothered. They just want their entertainment after 8 hours of work. Because I do it and I know you've done it too. And we write it off because the rest of the time we are politically active and caring and looking for ways to help others.
I guess I just don't want to become complacent. And I don't want my children to become complacent. I want us to keep talking about REAL things. Important things.
And maybe that's when the chicken coop is important. Because it's something real. One of those tiny insignificant things I do make sure I go outside every day. To make sure I'm connected to my food and the world around me so when bad things happen I can't keep retreating to meme's and craft projects.