Sunday Coffee Thoughts

I try to remind myself of what persists and what dissipates.

Much of what I’ve worried about dissipates, steam in the air—passing a test, catching the plane, navigating awful bureaucracies.

The same is true in many (not all) international conflicts; yesterday’s implacable foes—the UK and US—are today friends.

Like an ancient, weathered stone pillar, the big things persist—how to treat one another, what to expect of ourselves, the indestructible concern of a parent for their child.

Moms are the axis on which this spins, always and forever, again and again, which is why today is such a special day.