I stayed a few minutes too long in Target yesterday, shopping for an un-birthday gift for Nora. Today is Aaron's birthday, and I enjoy getting a small un-birthday gift for the sibling whose birthday it isn't. In this case, wrist weights. I was checking out when the pouring rain started, and while the rain is slower now, it has been steady for much of the past 24 hours. It looks like it will go on like that for the next day.
Today didn't turn out as planned. There was no Wombat game for Nora, the softball fields were too wet. Aaron has a fever and an upset belly, no doubt what the kids have been passing around in school. Nora had it two weeks ago There was no football game for Aaron and no family party.
Aaron's mom made the three-hour round trip to pick up a battery-powered motor bike. He is a happy, but sick, guy.
I've been thinking about the shootings in Cincinnati this past week. So many times I've taken the grands to Fountain Square, where the 5/3 Bank building is (site of the shooting.) There have been Graeter cupcakes and splashing in the fountain (not the big one that was a gift from France) and watching the All Star game and movies on the big screen. Watching the skaters at Christmas and looking for decorated fiberglass pigs a few years ago during the World Choir Games So many times we'd stepped on or off the bus across the street.
I'm a believer that life has to continue with joy. We'll go back. But I'll always think about those people whose lives were changed that Thursday morning.
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