It almost feels like it.
The death of a young person, filled with love for others and a love of life.
Hurricanes and their aftermath ravaging friends' homes.
Our rapidly declining economy, with large financial institutions flailing and failing.
This frustrating strike with no end in sight, and not knowing whether we will strike as well in December.
I feel so helpless. What am I supposed to do? Everything is so much bigger than any of my influences or abilities.
At least the weather in Seattle has been beautiful lately. Going on something like 2 weeks of constant sun and perfect temperatures. And my track fitness is showing, I think. Only 2 weeks to Nationals.
The service was so nice yesterday, listening to others recount their memories of Ryan. Lots of tears, but smiles and laughs as well.
Small things. But that's all it is, sometimes, eh?
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