This has been a tough week. For me, for dear friends, and for our country. I feel worn out, weary, and utterly disappointed. I have so much to say, but, in the end, there are no words. The heartache is intense, and it involves so much of my life right now. Then I look at my babies. Their world is rich, full, simple, and blissful. I want to protect them, fiercely, and I quake at the thought that I might not be able to completely. But, I must keep believing. I must keep hoping.