I would say I want normal life back but I don’t want the old normal.
I want a better normal.
I have loved seeing people reconnecting with what really matters.
I’m tired of the empty shelves and panic buying, but I have also seen incredible kindness and giving from friends and strangers to one another.
My work has been disrupted. The ER has been quiet so much so that our hours are being cut.
Between that and Howie being laid off my stress level has been through the roof.
We will be fine. Thank goodness for no debt and plenty of food storage but there are so many that can’t say the same.
I miss normal.
I have taken care of a covid positive patient and another that I swear would be a positive. But tested negative. Younger man admitted and is now on the ventilator. Waiting for a second test to come back. False positives and negatives do occur.
I miss my kids.
Saturday we drove to Utah to see Matt and family and Lynsey who drove from Denver.
It felt good.
This has definitely put things in to perspective for me. There is so much fluff in life. Things that don’t matter.
I hope my perspective stays.
I hope that things that matter are the important things.
Like these two little miracle babies.
They are perfect.
Beautiful daughter-in-love Tara.
They have a beautiful home and have made us feels so welcome.
The twins and Lillian in Aunt Lynsey’s lap.
This is just what I needed.
My soul is fed.