Literally no other family in the history of civilization has lived through exactly what our family is living through right now. I know that tends toward hyperbole, but it’s actually an absolute truth. A truth that is somehow stranger than fiction.
Friday, July 31, 2020…10:16am The end of week 20. My husband said to me yesterday, “I feel like I am living the in the plot of a totally unbelievable movie.”…
This week broke me in about a million tiny ways. But in the grand scheme of things, they are all tiny.
Friday, June 17, 2020…10:03am The end of week 18. If COVID-19 were a person, he/she/they would now be considered a legal adult. Ironic if you consider the fact that so…
I’ve lost count of the number of times per day that I either think or exclaim out loud..”WTF”
My soul wants to be about a million other places. My mind knows we are probably staying local this summer. My current work is to find a way to balance those things and find ways to make the best of it all.
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.