Our girls are ages 14, 12, and 9. So, if you’ve spent much time with girls of those ages you can imagine that at any given time there is a lot of emotional energy flowing through our home. On two evenings this week, just as my husband stepped into the house, I’ve said: “That’s it….
I sat alone in my car in a Panera parking lot with a cup of warm potato soup today. The familiarity of that place (a parking lot near my children’s school) and that lunch (a favorite on dreary days) made me almost feel normal. But life is still anything but normal. I was in that…
We have hit some new lows in our home lately. This past week was our most challenging one since the quarantine began some six weeks ago. Our troubles mostly center around peacefully co-existing and doing our distance learning {which is similar to but more guided than homeschooling}. At one low point on Friday my youngest…
Nothing about this weekend feels quite right. Instead of hunting plastic eggs on a friend’s farm, we are searching for real eggs on a grocery delivery app. We picked tonight’s Easter dinner up from people wearing masks and gloves. And we are distanced from family and friends to protect their health and ours. The first…