It’s been a long year. It’s been just over a year since I finished graduate school, I should be settled into a good job, paying off a new car, and saving for an epic vacation. COVID-19 threw a wrench in my plans…along with the plans of every other adult in the world.
I am busy applying for jobs along with 48,000 other Oregonians. Not knowing what my future holds is hard. Waiting and trusting is hard. Making do with a smaller income for far longer than planned is hard.
I worry about my kids, how they are doing in this distance learning model, their lack of social interaction, the amount of time they spend looking at a screen. The Mom Guilt is hitting harder than it has in a long time. Am I doing everything possible to help them to grow into well adjusted adults as we navigate our way through this pandemic? This is hard.
Okay, time for logic.
I am doing fine. My kids are fed, clean, doing fine in school. Ever other kid in the whole world is living this too.
A job will come. The right one at the right time.
Just breathe. Have faith. Trust the process. This season in live is just a season and will change again someday. Worrying isn’t useful or helpful. Enjoy the now. Pay attention to things up close, savor the details, be present in today’s beauty.