Albert Einstein said, “Time is an illusion.”
This past week, Leena took her first independent steps, and I’m so excited for late summer walks— the whole family— across the park, up the mountain, and back home. (Ambitious daydreams, maybe, but someday…)
I have a full, busy few weeks ahead of me. Drex is going to be in Dublin, Toronto, Rome, and Denver until basically the end of June, with a few days layover at home. It’s going to be tough. We’re all missing him!
Meanwhile, weird, freaky stuff has been happening in Montreal. First, there’s the ongoing protests. Every evening, there’s pot-banging, marches in the street, and ongoing vandalism. Then there’s that gruesome murder case— truth is weirder than fiction—with a psychopath dismembering and mailing the victim’s body parts to the country’s top political parties. It just rattles me. Makes me feel paranoid when I chain the door at night, even though, I know that I’m living in a safe neighborhood, surrounded by good neighbors who keep a watchful eye.
No matter what kind of a gung-ho feminist I might be, I like having myself a nice, strong man around. Just in case. But in the meantime, it’s just Mommy Lion protecting her two little cubs.
My absolute favorite moment from today, just before Sonya fell asleep, she whispered to Eeyore, “Sssh. Close your eyes, Eewie. Mommy Lion keeping us safe all through the night.”