Ugh - Just woke up and saw this in our inbox. [Atlanta Journal Constitution]

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A Small Turnip

My dear old dad just arrived home this morning. He'd been in Pakistan for the last week, doing businessy-banking-it's-a-mystery-to-me stuff. He was in Islamabad. Staying at the Marriott.

He's sleeping now, and I'm sitting outside his bedroom with my laptop and my cat for company. I feel like a guard dog against all the awfulness in the world, and I know it's silly, but I don't want to leave him.

We can't fix so many of the catastrophes happening in the world right now. But we can make tea. And keep watch. And hang in there for those we love, and for those we can help.

Keep love in your hearts, my chickens. And send it out into the world.