“How can we elect someone who is planning to attack every single part of my identity?”, she screamed through her tears.

I don’t know, was all I could say.

I’m out of answers.

Beatrix woke up, and broke down.

I… don’t know how to handle this.

This is parenting I’m not prepared for.

Researching college programs in Canada and Folk Schools in Norway for Beatrix.

We completed the assignment.

(Longest line I’ve ever seen at our polling place)

Day light savings mid afternoon americano. Needed.

All dressed up for the Circus Juventas Gala last night.

Thought 6: Maybe I don’t suck at community at all. Maybe I just need to make more time for the ones I’ve neglected tending to.

Just know, online or offline, you matter equally to me. Community exists and can be strong and vibrant anywhere you build it. There is no separation.

Thought 5: Yet, looking at my calendar I see rigging for Circus, I see neighborhood soup nights, I see client appointments, I see board meetings, I see Parent Association meetings…

All of these are also, wait for it… Communities!

Thought 4: I have a very full and busy life. One I’m thankful for but, often, leaves me depleted of energy and time. The truth is if it’s not specifically on my calendar it effectively does not exist.

Thought 3: I suck at prioritizing my friendships and maintaining connection just as much offline as I do on. The truth of the matter is that I’m a natural introvert, tend to focus on the people right on front of me (my wife and daughter), and always put off even my most immediate community.