Home: Where you go when Adulting becomes to0 much

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.

Covid on the Brain

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.

1 Comment

  1. Margot says:

    Beautiful. Thanks. So many of us are in the same place, we think we are ok until we aren’t. Keep being creative.


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