pandemic
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And it is for everyone. I keep asking if we are in the “Twilight Zone.” Kids are breaking their arms on the playground. Our van was totaled by a deer. My uncle passed away. My middle son kicked up his behavior just a notch. Just enough to inflame a stress rash on my face. Oh…
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Okay, I’m being a little dramatic. It’s actually only day 11 but who’s counting? Everyone. Everyone is counting. During this social distancing, stay inside order, quarantine; whatever you want to call it, I’ve really been inside my head. Like more than usual. I start each day with quiet time with the Lord where I read…
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Well, here we are. I slept in until 7:30. Washed my face, brushed my teeth, changed out of my sweat pants into new clean-ish sweat pants, did my Bible study, checked in on a friend, made some coffee, and now what. My streets are quiet. It’s weird. All the cars are tucked nicely in their…
true life hot mess mom 