We are not news people. In fact I'm not sure when the last time I watched the nightly news was. The stories always disappoint me and remind me how cruel we can be to each other. Senseless crimes, devastation, and fighting. All the things I strive not to surround myself or my family with. But this week there was no escaping it all. Boston is close to home. While I couldn't bring myself to read the stories or know every detail, my thoughts were still with the people effected.
This week we've kept busy, trying to make our own little corner better. Stripping wallpaper in the kids rooms, organizing our closet, playing outside in the yard, collecting violets, and letting the sun warm us. Every night I sit down and draw little. Practicing. Taking refuge in our tiny bubble.