MY BOGGY BLOG: find your way through the murk

Grateful for...

A car-full of boys, and I think everyone must've showered because it was a good-smelling car-full, too! (I was extra grateful for that!) After about a month-break, I was back to the Saturday routine of driving my teen boys and their friends to a sci-fi bookstore in St. Paul for their regular Mech Warrior games. The sun was shining, the windows were down, and the boys were joking and teasing. In some form or other, these guys have been Gaming together for several years, and I'm glad they have a hobby that is pretty mild and inexpensive. And I know where they are.

Especially grateful for these small things after visiting our neighbors (see previous blog), the ones whose 20 year old son was murdered early Wednesday morning. DH had ridden by their house yesterday on his bike, saw the dad sitting on his front steps and stopped to talk. DH said the house was swarming with kids, and maybe we should bring something over for them to eat and serve to all the guests. It felt like something small we could do to show support and help out, and cooking is right up my alley.

So, this morning I made huge batches of Chicken Pesto Pasta (something I throw together: pasta, homemade pesto from the freezer, green beans and chicken breasts diced up) and brownies, so we could bring a bunch over to their house and have some around here for dinner. I felt awkward and anxious about actually bringing the stuff over (my own insecurities) but it was all fine. They appreciated the food and we got to talk to people and just be there for them. There were a lot of kids there, friends of the young man, and they have been a presence for the family, wanting to help and to express their love for their friend.

So, all of this puts Life into perspective. How good it is and how short, and what is important after all. It's sad to have to learn these lessons through so much pain... especially for the family and close friends. And for us, we will do what we can...