Life flipped.
In normal days, existence isn’t really a consideration. How can it be? We run from event to event, making it to appointments, practices, grocery stores, barely with enough time to take it all in. Life moves so fast, and we lament how the days fly by.
Now, though, existence is very much in question. Life as we know it hangs in the balance, and the daily barrage of busyness has halted. Abruptly, our moments have become unrushed. Didn’t get the socks folded? There’s always tomorrow. Wished we could have read more to the girls? Go to bed, get up, and try again. There is much to drink in, and chances for re-tries abound, in these days of grace and dread.
