On Saturday we all went to West High School, Abe’s Alma Mater, to join the March For Our Lives. Clark and Soren had to catch their flight, so they were only able to come with us to the beginning. We sad a said goodbye, and my mom cried after they left.
Almost right after Clark and Soren left, we bumped into Betsy and Micah! Considering there were thousands of people at the march, we felt so blessed to run into them.
We were grateful to march for the safety of children in America, including our own children. I mourn the fact that my children have to grow up in the era of mass shootings, and I am so grateful to the courageous teenagers who have led the way on this issue and organized the march.
After the march we went to the Miners and celebrated Grandma Miner’s birthday. I wish I had pictures but had full hands the whole time. It was a good time.
And then we drove home and collapsed. It was a full, very physical day and we were exhausted. Abe was actually very sick the whole day and has been sick for two straight weeks. It was a pretty big day for someone suffering from an onslaught of viruses.