Spring has turned to summer, and beyond summer I can faintly see fall. My older kid still divides her memories into "before the germs were here" and "when the germs were here," and I've just uncovered a new flavor layer in this everlasting gobstopper of a crisis. It's my first taste of "oh my god, this is going to change our lives
The Arc of the Present
The Arc of the Present
The Arc of the Present
Spring has turned to summer, and beyond summer I can faintly see fall. My older kid still divides her memories into "before the germs were here" and "when the germs were here," and I've just uncovered a new flavor layer in this everlasting gobstopper of a crisis. It's my first taste of "oh my god, this is going to change our lives