Last week we were walking through Chinatown, a neighborhood where we spend a great deal of time. I was pushing Hudson in the stroller while Behr rode his bike behind me. Near a metro station, on a busy street corner, I thought nothing of the crowd in front of us. A group of guys surrounded us, cursing at and kicking us. Kicking the stroller and bike tires. I couldn't reach Behr and hold onto the stroller. I just kept walking, pushing through the crowd, hoping Behr would be able to stay right behind me.
Behr stayed right on my heels. We weren't physically harmed, but we are both shaken up. Since then Behr has been closed off, frowning and not leaving my side as we walk down busy streets. We are both having trouble sleeping. We walk everywhere, so I cannot imagine that causing him anxiety. While we would really appreciate prayer for both of us, we would ask you to also pray for DC.
I canceled my scheduled blog posts and tweets, and spent time loving my family and getting out into the city we love. I was largely absent from instagram and twitter over the weekend, but I did happen to catch this tweet from Tim Keller, "You cannot help with a burden unless you come close to burdened people."
Sitting up at night, it has become abundantly clear that we all still love DC. If I focus on last week, it will color my view of this city forever. I don't want to hold on to bitterness or frustration because of a few punks. Instead, we are going to embrace this city and continue to invest in the people who are working towards restoration. I hope to be able to share some of these with you in the future. For now, I am going to snuggle my strong, brave son, and continue to process with him.