After I wrote last week about how much we are struggling right now, my mom emailed and offered to come and stay with us.
We have followed every single guideline around social distancing, travel, and being around people not outside the household. We haven’t seen family in person since Christmas of 2019. But my mom has received both doses of her Covid vaccine and is incredibly careful.
Earlier this week, I received an email from Quentin’s teacher that caused me to have a mini-meltdown.
It was his week to be “Star Student” – something he has known and been looking forward to since the start of the year. He worked last week on putting together a Google Slideshow of his favorite things, and he would be sharing it in one of his recurring classroom Zoom meetings of the week. He worked really hard on his Slideshow and had it turned into his teacher well before his scheduled day to present. Continue reading →
In the passing of years since my daughters died, I have become more prepared for the “hard days” – the hardest being their birthdays. Nelle’s birthday was Labor Day weekend that particular year, so it ushers in multiple days of grief in the subsequent years. And Iris’s birthday is February 13th – the day before Valentine’s Day. As our family prepares to shower love on each other, I am slammed the day before with how she is not with us. Continue reading →
My kids play outside almost every day. Barring any rain or snow, they will go to the backyard and run around after arriving home from school. My 10-year-old doesn’t even let rain stop him - unless it is a downpour, he’s fine with a light drizzle and I have to debate telling him “no” versus mud tracked inside on his shoes. Continue reading →