Even though we’ve done everything “right” – we stayed home for weeks, we always wear masks when we go out, we social distance when we go out, we bathe in hand sanitizer and wash our hands constantly. We do all the things. All. The. Things. And yet my husband still picked up something and passed it to me.
For the record….I am totally pro mask wearing. Also for the record….if you are still refusing to wear a mask (unless you have an actual health reason not to), I am completely judging your decision as selfish and shortsighted.
By stripping away the people, pressures, and noise of the world, the man-child has been able to fully accept and own who he is and begin to claim his space in the world. It’s definitely a big deal.
Friday, June 5, 2020…7:17am The end of week 12. For those doing the math, that is 3 entire months. For. The. Love. At about week 2.5 I made an intentional…