Friday, May 29, 2020
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
I haven’t been. But, the reality is I SHOULD be able to. I SHOULD be able to take my adult children, wearing masks, into the store and they SHOULD be safe because YOU are wearing yours, too. But I can’t. Because YOU won’t.
To those in my life who have become my COVID-19 village, who deliver us groceries or check-in to see if we need anything, I hope and pray you always know how thankful I am for each of you. Your kindness and thoughtfulness mean more to me than just picking something up or check-in in on me. You are my reminder that there are good people in our world, that there is hope for humanity, that the good always shines through. You are truly the good in this world and I pray you never let anyone change that about you. I am forever thankful.
Friday, April 17, 2020
He can't watch his Cubbies. He *could* watch old games but that isn't what he wants. He wants new games where he can follow along on his ESPN app. He wants his Cubbies back. I can't even tell him when that may be. He tells me each day who they were supposed to be playing that day.
1. Check on your friends who are parents of special needs kids. They are isolated. They likely aren’t having happy hour zoom dates with groups of friends. They likely aren’t leaving the house. They likely aren’t sleeping or eating or exercising like they should. They are likely worried about the health of their children. They are likely worried about therapies not happening and how to get their child to do even 15 minutes of schoolwork at home without it ruining everyone’s day. They are likely in need of you, especially the single moms and dads. Just let them know you are there.
Tuesday, March 24, 2020
We do know it spreads quickly. We also know that it is deadly. We know that not a single one of us have ever lived through or faced something of this magnitude of unknown.
They can try but not guarantee they can protect you or your family.
Monday, March 23, 2020
What I didn’t think about was saying goodbye. I didn’t think that this may be the last time I see people I love and care for. While I saw what was happening elsewhere, I couldn’t grasp that part – or maybe I just didn’t want to think about or consider it.
We have sunk so far from the lies and the hate that it’s like we’ve been trekking through the mud and we are now so deep that making the next step feels impossible, or like our foot will come out of our boot that is trapped by the suction of the mud and we will fall.
While I understand wanting to get everyone together for a party when this is over, I really just want to hug each one of you and remind you that you are loved now and always have been. I want some one on one time to catch up, to reminisce, to just pause in the moment of being together.
If you take nothing else from this, please take away that this virus could take the life of any of us at any given time. Use the time you have now to tell people you love them, are thankful for them, or just that you are glad they are in your life. Don’t wait. We really don’t know what tomorrow will bring. And, if tomorrow or next week or next month brings an end to this all and we are all here to talk about it and tell our grandchildren about it – what did it hurt to tell someone something important?
Please, be kinder. Be more patient. Be more understanding. And please, don’t take any day for granted.
And, just in case it needs to be said (again) say it by text, phone, email, mail, any way you can that keeps you in your home and away from each other for now. Please follow the guidelines for social distancing and the shelter in place.
Saturday, February 29, 2020
I think of how much she loved the snow. We were 2 peas in a pod when the snow would fall. Despite having basically no fur on her belly, she didn’t care – she was running, jumping, and rolling in the fresh snow each time it would fall.
I think of how much she trusted Allison, how she knew that Allison would go out of her way to snuggle with her if Daisy just gave her the right look.
I think of how she would refuse to eat when I would be gone. If I leave the cats for an hour the eat all of their food, convinced they are starving but Daisy would go days without eating if I was away for work or fun. It took someone sitting next to her on the floor encouraging her to eat most of the time. Even then, it wasn’t much.
I think of how we used to take very late night runs, back in my running days. She was the best running partner.
I think about how much she loved to pick up the kids from school, and how much they loved to see her waiting for them.
She was my girl.