“Wildflowers want to be noticed too. Pressing through the soil, growing, even if it wasn't planted with intention. Parts of our stories are the wildflowers. Not what we intended to plant and grow but it still makes the garden beautiful. How do you find your way back when society tells you that only joy matters? Yet grief reminds you to lean deeper into the beautiful complexities of your experiences. A constant pendulum of joy and pain…”
Read MoreBut then I climbed out of my bed, walked in the living room and saw them sitting next to each other and it made me realize that they won’t take from this the way I organized their day in a pandemic. They won’t remember the lessons and the google classroom assignments that we had to finish or the chores they forgot to complete…
Read MoreMeaning two weeks had gone by where I had not helped my son practice his spelling words because I had completely forgotten. Then the math scores started rolling in and I couldn't remember the last time I helped him with his subtraction. And then I forgot about school events...
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