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Between two natural disasters and election countdown I feel like the world is spiraling out of control. I woke up one morning to a social media comment that was more aggressive than usual and I snapped. I reposted the comment in my stories and felt the need to defend myself from a TV show that I have been absent from for 6 maybe 7 years. I might be your re-run but my life has moved on. My little way to find some peace from the doom and gloom was to simply remove instagram from my phone. For days I found myself pulling out my device to check “the gram” but it was gone and every time I looked for that icon I was saddened by my current state of anxiety. (I’m the worst at breakups so I’ve still been getting my fix but from my laptop once a day.)
It was that time on my computer that I started to dive back into reading things I thoroughly enjoyed. Currently, into dough making and all things Fall. Yesterday morning my dear friend came over and told me Ethal had passed and my heart broke for all the Kennedys. She was a matriarch like no other, I’m not even sure how many grandchildren and great-grand children she and Bobby are responsible for but I’m sure it will fill a small New England town when the time comes to lay her to rest. My friend and I set out on a hike that morning. We went further than usual and made sure to summit once I caught my breath. I love it up there, no cell service and this time of year you can see the marine layer evaporate as you get higher and higher with each step it feels like you are getting closer to God and thus your true self. Today it reminded me of the north Georgia mountains and the Falls of my youth when we would wind up the Blue Ridge Parkway in search of cooler air and the freedom that country life allows. When we returned home the news of Mrs. Kennedy had hit the news and both of our phones were ablaze. That meant that there were interviews for Bobby jr. that needed to be cancelled, flights to be booked, and a new plan created.
About a year ago Jessica Kraus and a some other reporters came on that same hike with Bobby and a few of us from Team Kennedy. That was the start of an uphill battle and no one could have predicted the twists and turns that lay ahead. Like many of you here on Substack I have really enjoyed Jessica and all she has accomplished with HouseinHabit. I can’t promise you inside scoop or trips to Mar-A-Lago but I can give you my words and thoughts on current situations. I look forward to sharing more with y’all, thank you for being here. (Wanted to keep it classy and not post the comment that put me over the edge but everyone loves a little dirt right?!)
I have a LOT more to say about The Patriarchy but that is another story for another time.
The fall flowers are from the Santa Monica Farmers Market and the final ones are Ethal. I feel like not many people know this but before being a wife and mother she was a very accomplished horseback rider. The last photo a house full a babies and a massive dog. I’ll have to find out more about the dog. xo
