It's pretty cool to see I have readers from all over the United States as well as other places such as Portugal and all over Europe. Even Italy? Oh, Italy! My heart breaks for you. My great-grandparents on my mother's side came here from Italy. You are a country that has my heart as well as my heritage. As you stay connected to neighbors through your open windows I want to say ...
Che Dio porti la guarigionein Italia e alla tua famiglia e ai tuoi amici.
(May God send healing to Italy and to all of your family and friends.)
I like to use this blog to uplift those who need it, send encouragement and spread some cheer. In life I strive to be that person who makes people laugh and gives kindness. However, I am human with human emotions and this has also become a place for me to share my struggles. Sharing my struggles helps others to know that they aren't alone. I try hard to keep it all together and go through life as if everything is okay.
The truth is I'm stressed, frustrated, and depressed.
I've been feeling this way long before Covid-19 stopped our normal routine, but being stuck in isolation has not helped at all. In fact, I feel myself spiraling down farther and farther and it's taking more strength than usual to try and pull me back up. My husband notices. My kids notice. I think even the dog notices.
But life goes on and I am doing my best to continue to find the good in it all. 2020 has brought on quite the test.
Yesterday was a VERY stressful day in my home and after everyone went to bed I decided to enjoy the peace and quiet of the night. I stayed up until 1am writing a book I've been working on. Since there is no work and no school I haven't had any alone time. I cherish my alone time. So, I'm finding that quietness when staying up late, or taking a shower, and even going for a walk/run. This morning I woke up early and went for a jog around the neighborhood. With an ear bud in one ear I played Praise and Worship music. That's all I've been listening to lately. I decided instead of using that time to pray I was going to, instead, listen. God spoke to me through the words in those songs and He reminded me that no matter what happens He is in conrol. I need that constant daily reminder. The jog felt good even though it was short and the rain started to drizzle on me. I needed it!
I arrived back home to see my kids were awake and helping themselves to breakfast. They got dressed and my daughter was told to clean her room. When she finished she did some reading and unofficial school work that was suggested by her teacher.
I'm guessing this is what our lives are going to look like for longer than anticipated. Murphy seems to enjoy it!
Right now my daughter is downstairs watching television and my son is playing video games on the living room television. I'll allow that too. Lately, I'm allowing that more than usual because these poor kids have had their routines abruptly stopped. I can see how frustrating it is for my son. He walks around like a lost puppy dog. He is an active boy and is used to school, friends, and after school activities. He's lost without all of it. This is his last year in elementary school and there was so much he was looking forward to, but this may be the end of it, or at least a big chunk of it will go missing. It's not fair. Can we go back to our normal lives after these two weeks? I'm sure we could come up with a better solution.
I'm using this time wisely. Even though we have plenty of food I've been rationing on how much I eat and I've been exercising more than usual. I'm already down 5 lbs and it's a wonderful feeling. Things are slowly getting done around the house (and with kids it's hard to keep anything to stay clean and organized). The projects that we've been wanting to do for awhile are finally getting done. There's good to be found in it. But my mood is down, my husband and I are butting heads, and these walls are caving in on me. This too shall pass … right?
In light of what's going on here's a little humor for all the mamas.
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