I have an inkling what it must be like for parents, worrying for their kids. It’s all I can do right now, sitting in bed: worry about them. Will they be okay? I don’t know. I keep thinking of Spock. “Each according to their gifts.” We’re not totally helpless, us...

Got to spend some time with Mir today. She needed a quiet chill place to get some homework done, so she took us up on our offer to have her come over and do it here. She got her stuff done, and we got to visit a bit in the car. She’s hanging in there. Coops and Joy...

I remember the invasion when my brother died. Our house suddenly became filled to the rafters with people. Sometimes it helped, but mostly it was a very painful reminder of just how much things had changed in an instant, and how they were never going to be the same....