Today was a strange one. It was warm and sunny, so the kids and I were outside for about 8 hours of the day—and we were all happier for it. * In the evening we found out that the school closures would continue through the end of the year. I know there are so many people who are being impacted by this situation in deeper ways, but nevertheless, this is a big change in our small world. * When you live on a farm, in an isolated place, school is where you get to be with other kids, try new things, and take a break from your mother’s unyielding hippie nonsense. (“Interesting! Let me answer YOUR question with a question...”) * Also, there’s big wheels, floor hockey, and cheez-its. * I know everything will be ok in the long run. I know my grandparents lived through the depression, and wars, and much more. * But tonight, I’m going to let myself feel sad about this. Childhood is short, and I’m sorry for my kids to miss a chunk of the most playful and silliest time of their school years. We feel so blessed to be able to drop our kids off in places with caring, funny, kind, inquisitive grownups, and lots of friends. * In the morning, I’ll go outside with them again, and I know I’ll feel the bright side of all of this. Much love to you all out there, trying to adapt to what we can not control. ❤️🌎🌻 https://jmcd.me/2Un0vb1










