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[terrypurple73]

The usual August fiasco of Theresa’s emotions has now begun again. I teared up at the Truempis this morning after I mentioned to Sophia that I was only going to get to play with her for a few more days. Six more, to be exact. And only four with Hannah, since she’s at camp next week. How can I be done there? How can life just keep going, when my daily routine is about to change completely, again? How do you restart something you love when it means leaving another place you love and feel at home in? How can this summer feel so good, yet so lacking of events or many noteworthy things? How do I transition back into the craziness that I take on in the school year?

I guess the answer to that last question is found in preparing myself for my Salvation Army practicum, in talking with my KP about Community, in starting to think justice-y again, in thinking about packing, in realizing that I only have one more weekend here....

I’ve been listening to Tracy Chapman recently, and this song is one of my favorites of hers, called “So”:
So you make a little money
Off of somebody else’s sweat
So some people starve a little
While you get fat
While you get fat
So you grind and grind
And you push and shove
And claim that those most worthy
Will get what they deserve
What they deserve
It can’t be true
It can’t be true
Because I’ve seen too many hungry faces
I’ve seen too many with the likes of you
It can’t be true