Life has changed for us all in some way.

As were thrown from solidarity into full-fledged summer, catching up on all the things we missed doing, lets remember those moments of truth.

Sure, I couldve written about COVID-19. But frankly, you’re probably getting more than you want of that. So, I chose to use my (forcefully) abbreviated column to inform you of an epidemic occurring within my home. 

I moved to Tuscaloosa a week before quarantine orders began. As I drove across the country to a new city, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was starting a new job in a place where I knew no one. Coronavirus fears were spreading. Understandably, I was a bit anxious.

It’s a June for the record books, a summer we’ll never forget. 

I, for one, have really taken an appreciation to the notion of "home." 

As a work from home mom during this school year, I worked hard to find a good balance between freedom, work, and time with my family. I diligently tried to determine the perfect time for dropping off to school in the mornings – not too early – but allowing just enough time for my Little to ease into morning classes. I finally hit the sweet spot for picking up in the afternoons. Kids never want to be the last one picked up, but wow – if they’re picked up before their friends, well mom, you’ve ruined their social time.  

Every American has been impacted by the CODIV-19 virus and our national and local response to it. The last several weeks have created a great deal of unexpected change and uncertainty in a very short period, which can leave any one of us feeling a bit unnerved. 

Though circumstances can seem daunting, each of us has dealt with difficult and uncertain situations at other points in our lives. One of your strongest assets in dealing with the suddenness and comprehensiveness of this change is knowing that, though the nation going through it all together is something that has not been experienced since WWII, you as an individual have survived and conquered other trying times, perhaps even on multiple occasions.  

“I’m sorry son, I just don’t have time to do that right now.” How many times have we uttered some form of this phrase to a family member? Now insert the quarantine. Many of us are flooded with more home hours than we ever thought possible. I find myself asking, “Now what? How do I begin this trend of quality time? Why does this feel so unnatural? Who are these kids? Who am I? What store is running a great deal on tablets?”  

All these questions have raced through my mind at some point since March 16. Maybe you’ve experienced them as well.  

There are plenty of Monday morning quarterbacks to go around. 

At the time this masterful composition was being carefully constructed (mid-April), the common theme among the talking heads was whether or not the President, the Governors, the Mayors, the (insert elected official you randomly want to blame here) acted swiftly enough to the Covid-19 outbreak. The simple answer is likely “no.” But as always, the simple answer almost never covers the complexity of the issue. And in this case, it doesn't even come close. 

It’s March. All the color is motivating me to get out of my winter funk. 

In the darkness of winter, many of us have been focusing on where were going with goals and intentions. Some of us have probably already lost or tossed a few of our goals and are feeling the need for something motivating. 

Stop. Just stop the madness for a bit. Here’s an idea: Why don’t we all just get lost for a few days?  

Because sometimes, getting lost leads to getting found. 

Though our kids have been out of the house for a few years now, I still remember vividly some of the more dramatic disagreements we had. Oh, let me call it what it was: They were fights. Not of the physical variety, but our war of words and very loud emotional outbursts were full of fireworks.  

When the kids were young, these conflicts were pretty much the same. Disagreement. Loud conflict. Punishment. Normally it was us, parents, punishing the kids. Emotions would calm, and we went back to normal. There were no hidden agendas. No leftover baggage. But as our kids moved into their teen years, conflicts became more complex. Silence. Subtle disrespect. Emotional outbursts out of nowhere. And the uncertainty of what to say and do became far more common.  

Parenting teens can be tough.  

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