You cannot stare into the face of horror without blinking. To do so will surely drive you mad. So today I blinked. I looked at what is blooming and unfurling and felt glad. It won't make the horror disappear, but it may keep me from the brink. Sometimes it truly is the small things.
Old Fashion Lilac
Fiddle Head Fern
So I hunker down on my little piece of turf and put the things that make me want to drop to my knees, sobbing and cursing, away, into the little box inside my head that allows for the appearance of calm well-being. After you do what you can do, there is no alternative to going about the day-to-day as best as one can. Flowering bushes and lacy fern make it a little bit easier, at least for me. I hope it does for you as well.