I made a list. Of course I did. I am calling it my 3rd Quarter List even though we are already one third of the way through this year’s third quarter. I like the third quarter of every year because it includes July 4th, plenty of perfect days for waterskiing, figs and blueberries from our yard, and five out of six birthdays for our family.

I have been thinking about writing a blog post for a couple weeks. I have not written because:
1) I have lost the desire to write
2) What do I have to say that is not the same thing we are all thinking and saying right now?

Dear God,

When I think of Your posture during this crisis, I imagine that You are in a seated position.

You are sitting with those who are dying, hooked up to ventilators in ICU units. You are bedside, sitting with, watching over, holding the hands of the dying.

You are sitting with those who are sitting at home alone, keeping them company, sharing a meal. You have no need to be afraid of sitting close.

Dear Hilary,

When we came to your house for dinner eight weeks ago, neither of us had any idea about this new reality we would be living in. I remember we were all hanging out together in your kitchen before dinner, while the kids were playing together, some of them in the yard, some in the house. I remember our laughs about the avocados you were cutting.

Dear Jimmy Fallon,

Thank you for making me laugh until I was crying last night. The last time that happened I was watching Jim Gaffigan talk about the kinds of bread Jesus multiplied when he fed the five thousand. I had to make TJ stop the TV because I was laughing so hard it hurt.