JACKSONVILLE — Thanks, Meredith Anton, for writing such an honest and courageous essay describing things that I, too, struggle with daily.
It seems ever more confusing when trying to explain to growing children these things, the inexplicable - what to say and how to phrase it so as not to judge.
Up near my kitchen sink is the poem “The Peace of Wild Things” by Wendell Berry, and it does my heart some good.
I thank you for putting your voice out here. All the best to you in the new year.