My husband and I are opposites in many ways.
He lives for being on the water and I’m much happier on land.
On Friday nights he wants to curl up to a cozy war documentary when I just want a silly slapstick comedy.
He’s deliberate and precise in nearly everything he does, while I’m known to cross the street without looking (haven’t been hit yet 🤷♀️).
And he doesn’t drink coffee, which just makes me question everything.
It's day 4,532 of isolation due to Coronavirus and, no, I do not have too much time on my hands, thank you.
I feel like I've been locked up tight
For a century of sleepless nights
Waiting for someone to release me
They’re throwin’ their fits
And in my face all day
And right ‘bout now I wanna give ‘em away
Baby, baby, baby (Baby baby baby)
I'm not a very reactive person, at least not quickly. I tend to hang back, collect information, and take time to process before responding--especially in times of stress. So, here I am now, nearly three weeks into this new way of life--this new way of teaching--just now responding.
And my opinion probably won't be the popular one. But it's my truest one.
If we’re not returning May 1, the powers that be just need to declare the school year done. Over. No more virtual learning. Not because I'm a lazy employee. Not because I don't care about the education of our kids. But rather because I care--about our kids, our families, our teachers, and the integrity of what we're calling education
I'm Krissy & I'm so thankful you're here. Being a woman, a wife, a mother--it's all rewarding but also tough. I hope this is a place you can go that feels like caffeine for the soul. Check out the categories below and, if you like what you read, subscribe to make sure you always have good Sunday morning reading to go with your coffee :)