Home for me is where I get a big hug, a pat on the back, and a quiet “there, there”. This summer this was more important than ever before. Sitting at home worrying about the pandemic was taking a toll on me.
I did what every mother’s child would do: I went home to Mom and Dad. By visiting them and facing my fears by getting returning to campus for work, I was on the road to recovery.
I am so much better mentally, with the help of my family and a few close friends. My job is secure at this point and my husband was able to retire recently. I feel lucky and know so many are suffering beyond my imagination. I wanted to share my story, of how the pandemic has effected me, so far.
Beautiful. Thanks. So many of us are in the same place, we think we are ok until we aren’t. Keep being creative.