It's Friday after a long, life-changing week. D lost his job on Monday, after working there for 13 years. It was icky how it happened so there's still a lot of slime to wash off. My heart is broken for him because of how challenging these last two years have been. It's sad that they were resolved like this. I'm really proud of him for how he kept his heart and values even though he wasn't treated fairly.
But... there is resolution finally. He no longer works for the Death Star. Over time, after we scrub off the muck and figure out how to stop our heads from spinning, relief and freedom will creep in. Happier, more productive challenges are in the future.
I am grateful that the pantry is full, that we saved so much from the garden, and that I'm really good at cooking beans. I am grateful that E is at such a sweet spot in her development that she is quite content to be pulled out of her school (as long as she can still have play dates with her friends).
So now we keep paring down to the essential in all things. Lots of changes ahead.