I think about people on the front lines and parents both working full-time jobs on top of this homeschooling saga and feel guilty even bringing my hard to the table. But you guys, this is hard for everyone. And everyone else's hard doesn't make yours any less hard.
What was your favorite thing about me today, mommy? This has become our new routine, one she won’t let me forget. Every night, as I tuck her in, I tell her. Every night, she asks.
What if we met people where they're at rather than where we want them to be? What if we used this time of being home with our family, this time of putting schedules and pickups and activities on hold, to really learn each other better?
How much more purposeful would life be if we silenced the distractions getting in the way of what matters most?
What if we celebrated each drawer we organized, closet we rearranged, and tote we took to Goodwill? I don't expect my toddlers to learn to tie their shoes the first time they try. Why don't I approach my goals with the same forgiving standards?