I try to keep it light here, but my heart is heavy. I took our son downtown yesterday because I wanted to see the destruction firsthand. As we sat at a light on 5th and Pine my son asked “why are all these people cleaning up, what happened, why are the windows broken daddy?” My eyes watering, I told him about Mr. George Floyd and that people wanted to be heard and sometimes things like this happen. He replied back, “Can I get out and help clean up?” Man, if only it were that simple.
5th & Pine. I can’t breathe.
5th and Pike. The community shows up to clean up downtown.
We then headed to our spot on the sound where he gleefully ran barefoot on the beach while it rained. Not a care in the world. I wish I could give him that joy, that peace, that protection for the rest of his life. I’m taking solace in our children, that’s all we got.
One love.