Holding Space

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Tuesday night we were up late watching Election Night From Hell 2: Electric Trumpaloo. We got Justin to bed a little earlier than he is used to going to bed. Sure enough, about 4:30 in the morning he woke up. I could here him in his room, talking and playing. Eventually, he knocked on his door.

Me: “Hey buddy. It’s the middle of the night. What’s up? Are…

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