Life in Ohio is returning normal, though what is normal is still being defined.
The kids are in school, I am not working at an 8-5 job, my husband is on the crazy roller coaster that is residency, and I am figuring out what this new normal is for me.
Having time to think, to write, to be good to myself: this has not been normal, but I like it.
Networking online and offline, meeting people, having flexibility and time to enjoy those around me.
Volunteering at my boys’ school and looking for more opportunities in the community.
Holding up the fort at home and feeling happy to do it.
These are the things that are making me happy. After what happened to me on 9/11 in Detroit, I am also paying more attention to others who are being targeted and experiencing humiliating detainments or removals from flights in San Diego, in Indianapolis in New York and elsewhere around the country.
I’m paying attention to Occupy Wall Street and participating where I can. This movement is gaining wings because it is resonating with those of us who are tired of the status quo, of feeling like we don’t matter in Washington, in statehouses and in corporate boardrooms.
I’m continuing to work with the ACLU in Detroit, and progress is being made there but I have nothing new to report as of yet.
As for settling in to our new life in Ohio, I’d say it’s a work in progress.