Some days, I am really sad about the things we're missing - a hockey season left unfinished, a dance season with no recital culminating the year's work, a beautiful day in May with no trip to the ball fields... but other days, I kind of like our quarantine routine...
Today, before 8:00am, I had taken a walk with Roddie, the earlier riser, made waffles for the three of us, drank two glasses of water, and started a load of wash. The kids had also emptied the dishwasher without hesitation, and done their morning "trifecta"{ (get dressed, make your bed and brush your teeth). If I am honest with myself, I also like it because it's controlled in a world that seems out of control at the moment.
There is talk of opening things up in the coming weeks, which I know is necessary, but it also feels uncertain and uncontrolled. Right now, it's easy to say "no", we can't do this or that, but what happens when the answer is "maybe"? For now, the kids understand the answer will pretty much always be no, and they have been amazingly accepting of the situation, with only minor bouts of sadness or boredom.
But what's going to happen when there is a glimmer of hope that the answer might be "yes"? How do we know when to say "yes"? How do I relax and let go when the answer is "yes"?
The reality is no one knows these answers, any anyone who pretends they do is just doing the best they can like the rest of us. Just another phase in the quarantine routine I suppose.
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