The thinking is a great place to start. But what will transform thoughts into things is the perspectives around these thoughts.

I thought 2020 would reveal our clearest picture ever, yet could not have anticipated this kind of a ride through time.

It was Monday morning and I was ready to follow through with my self imposed writing goals. I felt organized and successful, knowing that while no one else was invested in my goals, I was still committed to honoring them.

As I walked my dog this morning in the bright sunshine, I was reminded of the little things that still feel normal. Like the quiet streets in my community, the birds chirping in the background, the squirrels running happily around, and the hint of summer in the distance. An unusually warm spring morning offering hope…things that are normal.

As we round the corner on week three of social distancing, I feel profoundly relieved and almost joyful. That may seem shocking, but let me clarify that most of the joy comes from knowing our family has survived another COVID-19 week.

I want you to know…I see you, I hear you, I feel your pain, your worries, and your panic. I see you on Skype, Zoom, Google Hangout…I see tissues, kids falling to the floor in tantrums, I see the fear in your eyes that you cannot pull this off.