Cheering for a return to some form of normalcy

The list of things missed feels miles long. As we continually cross events off the calendar and put an ‘X’ through plans, the reaction has dulled. There is no option, there is no alternative, there is no choice. Though Ken and I do not have school-aged kids at home anymore, I find my heart hurtingContinue reading “Cheering for a return to some form of normalcy”