This week was tough for me.
I don’t have a color-coded homeschool schedule.
We have not perfected a routine for our days.
My patience ran short too often.
I was cranky and not always fun to be around.
My kids had too much screen time.
I’m a homebody.
I’m an introvert.
You can even say that I’m a bit shy and sometimes avoid interacting with other people on purpose.
I am for sure #TeamSociallyAwkward.
But, guys. This social isolation is killing me. Only a few days in, and I am missing the world around me.
There is something about not being allowed to have contact with others that makes me crave it even more.
I am scared.
I’m scared, but I’m thankful.
I am so thankful for the medical professionals who are out there on the frontlines fighting this virus. I am thankful for their strength and bravery. And, I am thankful for their family members who are fearful for their loved one, but who selflessly share them with those in need. We couldn’t do this without you.
I was doing really well for really long, but now I can feel my wall crumbling just a little.
It is disconcerting to see our world turned upside down with all the changes happening around us. Things we couldn’t imagine happening just a few days ago are now a reality. Quarantined towns, schools and colleges closed, sports seasons postponed or even cancelled.
I could feel guilty.
I am out of town for the weekend for my annual girls’ trip with four of my best friends who are located around the country. I hopped on a plane to fly away, while my husband stays home with the kids. I will be gone for five days.
I could feel guilty that I am doing something for myself.