I don’t generally feel helpless, but 28 weeks in on a global pandemic I admit to feeling a deepening sense that my actions aren’t having much impact on outcomes. So yeah, I’m feeling kind of helpless. And my brain is trying to problem solve me out of that feeling with no respect for time or for the havoc the lost sleep is playing on my energy and physical well being.
Small house. Teenagers. Tears and laughter.
If this strange time has taught me anything, it’s to find gratitude in the little things and hope hidden in the chaos. The world may be burning down around us, but inside our little house we are all okay and for today that is enough.
Thursday, September 3, 2020…10:40am Almost the end of week 25. Since we’re counting by Fridays, the week actually ends tomorrow. But right now Brian and I are in his truck,…