This is our new norm. It’s a photo of my parents (my dad is out of the frame) seeing my kids through our living room window. My mom asked how I was doing and I started to cry a little. I’m good. I’m so lucky to live where the weather is beautiful and I can go for walks, multiple times a day (every time I get too caught up in my head). My family, children, and friends are healthy. That’s all I could ask for. My “hardship” right now is the fact that I “have to stay home”. It’s a real luxury problem, in the grand scheme of things.
On paper, this should be easy. Just a month ago, I would’ve thought being forced to stay at home would be heaven. However, in my luxury problems world, I’m anxious, irritable, and overwhelmed. I want to hug my mom. I want to melt into her arms, and even if for just a moment, feel all my worries and fears fade away. I want to appreciate the fact that we have each other, and SO many other families are broken right now. People are dying... alone. It’s so hard to comprehend.
I don’t like this new norm. I don’t do well with uncertainty. I’m a naturally anxious person. However, I’m trying to stay grateful. Grateful for the health of my family and friends. Grateful that I’m able to see my parents, even if through a window. And especially grateful that my greatest difficulty right now is being stuck at home.
I don’t know what’s ahead, but in this moment I am ok, safe, happy, and healthy..
The Mommy Confessions™️