Last weekend something shifted, and it was beautiful. I was able to watch my son Jack play his basketball game from the stands. I went to a live yoga class. My husband judged a barbecue competition, in person. My mom and I went to Target, she hadn’t been in a year! Our church was filled, people sang and awkwardly shared a hug here and there.

 

It’s been quite a year for all of us. I’m terribly sad for all those who lost loved ones, for our children who missed proms and birthday parties and for our front-line workers that are exhausted.

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