The surreal life
For two months now, the quarantine has ruled our lives. It's touched everything, I guess, in one way or another. So strange. Nothing on the calendar, leading to a new routine of, well, here we are again.
We've done homeschool. We've exercised and spent as much time outside as possible. We've planted the garden, twice.
We've had countless Zoom meetings for work, Sunday school, Bible study, prayer groups, and church committees. We've sent long-distance hugs to grandparents and then finally given in to real ones.
We've missed the heck out of sports. We've watched more movies than all our five years of dating combined. We've worn out decks of cards.
We've disinfected every grocery or household supply that has come through the doors. We've knocked out some home maintenance to-dos.
We've supported first responders and front-line workers in any way we could. We've thanked the Lord for the precious gift of health and time together, maybe only a few minutes after an I-can't-take-it-anymore fit.
We've said, when all this is over about a bazillion times.
When all this is over, I want to walk around the mall and eat in a restaurant and go to a real movie in a theater. I want to go on vacation. I want to remember what is important and never, ever forget how my America pulled together to get through this. Humans for the win!
We've done homeschool. We've exercised and spent as much time outside as possible. We've planted the garden, twice.
We've had countless Zoom meetings for work, Sunday school, Bible study, prayer groups, and church committees. We've sent long-distance hugs to grandparents and then finally given in to real ones.
We've missed the heck out of sports. We've watched more movies than all our five years of dating combined. We've worn out decks of cards.
We've disinfected every grocery or household supply that has come through the doors. We've knocked out some home maintenance to-dos.
We've supported first responders and front-line workers in any way we could. We've thanked the Lord for the precious gift of health and time together, maybe only a few minutes after an I-can't-take-it-anymore fit.
We've said, when all this is over about a bazillion times.
When all this is over, I want to walk around the mall and eat in a restaurant and go to a real movie in a theater. I want to go on vacation. I want to remember what is important and never, ever forget how my America pulled together to get through this. Humans for the win!
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