Shape and Meaning, Comfort and Fear
Human life itself may be almost pure chaos, but the work of the artist is to take these handfuls of confusion and disparate things, things that seem to be irreconcilable, and put them together in a frame to give them some kind of shape and meaning.-Katherine Anne Porter As we all struggle to try to come to terms from this latest horror in our country's history...to try to understand a lunatic's mind, to discuss and share opinions online, with friends and neighbors in our front yards...I remember the last time fear and tears held me hostage, one of the toughest times of my life, in any mom's life since time began, a child in a war zone. Everyday I communicate with moms and dads, loved ones, who lay awake at night, or wake after fitful sleep to turn on the news, and I tell them the same thing. Everyday. You are not alone . The same thing I told my son when he was deployed, the same thing I tell myself when the world seems overwhelming, and the same thing my sweet Rosie tells