I am sick of pandemic living. I’m sick of wearing a mask. I have dreams about hugging people. I had a dream of eating a resplendent meal, indoors, in a restaurant and woke crying. Then I reminded myself that at least I had food on our shelves, a roof over our heads, and we are… Read More Unpaid and unseen.
Sometimes the simplest of answers are what we need for the most humbling of catastrophes.… Read More As simple as salt.
The forest fires have been upon us for two weeks now in Oregon. If the pandemic wasn’t inducing terror in us then we at least can count on the daily reminder of the smoke outside our doors to do so. Yet anxiety has been a reliable constant in my life and seems ever-present like an… Read More When the smoke clears.
Introspection can be a friend or a foe in this era of self-quarantine. The first few weeks I hoped it would be my salvation and that it would drive me to find ways to improve myself and our lives, maybe even our house! That was just my shocked pandemic brain channeling self-improvement books and disaster… Read More Home On The Range: Pandemic Parenting
We’re all on our own learning curve as we try to beat the curve.… Read More Welcome to Poverty: COVID era skills
Self-quarantining isn’t a huge stretch from being a parent of kids with special needs, especially homeschooling one of them. We’re used to the otherness of our lives.… Read More Will the pandemic make us kinder people?
We all will face a health crisis some day of our own, or someone we love, and I hope we all remember that and treat others like myself with compassion. (P.S. Wash your hands!)… Read More The validity of pain.
That glimpse of hope for things to be better and the reality that we still have to fight.… Read More A sense of freedom.
Let’s toss the pilgrim hat and be thankful for those we love every day.… Read More I hate Thanksgiving.
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