Driving to Mom and Dad’s on Sunday morning.

Sleepy eyes.

On autopilot.

Trance-like.

Turning these simple thoughts over and over in my mind…

We have to show up for each other. We have to physically be present and surrounded by heart beats...to feel the collective energy and power and strength in going at it together.

I don't have the answers for all of the problems that exist. I won't claim to know much at the end of the day. But I do know that being present is a start...

Show up.