this was definitely a better week for us! jon & i have been all over the grief map, following the 5 stages of grief regarding life as we've always known it to be. denial [this will blow over quickly], anger [why did we have to give up so many things that we've long been looking forward to and working towards?], bargaining [i'll be a social butterfly and plan to XYZ if this could just be over], depression [feeling at our ultimate, helpless lows in our worst moments when it feels like no possible end to this pandemic is in sight], and now, it feels like we're rounding out on the acceptance piece of what our country [our world, really] looks like today. the kids may not return to school in the fall, and if so, it's likely going to look a whole lot different than what we've experienced our whole life, vacation and job plans simply cannot be set in stone at the moment, and in the more immediate 1st world problem realm, the kids likely won't get to have a summer with camps, swimming and the beach. but as we were talking last night, we were beaming thinking of the special life skills and memories that are buried deep inside our girls from this experience. lucy is a ferocious reader, knocking out multiple chapter books per week and staying up way past bedtime to read in her bed with the low glow of her booklight. eloise has grown confident on her bike, flying through our neighborhood with no training wheels and few reservations, and bea has grown up in her words, manners, dreams and abilities as she's gotten to watch and learn from her sisters all day, every day. we are the fortunate ones, with our health and our extended family's health. we have things that we look forward to each day and things that we dread. but our girls are happy, grateful ... and so are we.
xoxo,
-ivy
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