It's how we get up that Matters

My dad told me if a bee bothered me to stare at it instead of swatting it.

Because ….seeing is bee leaving.




Hello fellow humans,


Yesterday at work was a little weird. I was crouched in a locked room with the lights off while watching a policeman run across a playground with an assault rifle. An hour later, a flashlight was shined in my eyes while I was told to put my hands in the air. 


We were on lockdown until the police gave everyone the all-clear. 


We were told later that the police had gotten a call saying someone was running toward the building with a gun and they were going to kill everyone. But that wasn't true. We were confused and terrified for a bogus call. 


Nothing happened. It was exhausting and then we had to pretend everything was normal and just go back to work as usual.


It was hard thinking of anything else. I did go on break and had soothing classical music in my ears, to make things a little better. I just wanted to go home and snuggle up by the fireplace with a cup of tea. 


Grief, shock, trauma, these are all real things that need to be addressed just as much as bloody noses and broken arms. I think as a society we are starting to recognize this, but it is sometimes harder to account for. If everyone in my building were bleeding, we would have all gone home, but because our injuries were emotional we had to stay and stick it out. 


Happy national Get Up Day! (I'm not even making that up, it really is that day.) Because what is life if we are not hopeful and resilient? But sometimes we have to rest for a bit before we're ready to get up.



With love and hugs, because today I need more hugs,


Sophia Skyy


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