Two Marches, so similar, yet so distinct.
One March with the final days of normalcy warping into routines have screeched to a halt. The other with vaccines smattered throughout and preparations for 5 days of in person learning. One March whose days were a hamster wheel of early morning work hours, breakfasts and toddler cheer, virtual check-ins and child distractions, nap times and cramming in feedback, late night hours setting up asynchronous lessons and parent phone calls, collapsing into bed - exhausted. The other whose days are filled with a stronger sense of routine, albeit one we would not have anticipated. One March in which I embraced the ever changing Chicago climate that awarded us with a steady cycle of snow, sun, and rain, in which our daily excursions were never repetitive. The other in which I hope for winter to finally part so we can grasp onto the feelings of renewal that spring brings. One March with more outdoor, family time than ever before and complete isolation from friends. The other with a better balance for our sanity, an appreciation for the time we can spend safely with family or friends, and the interactions that work, school, and daycare provide. Two Marches, still similar, but also distinct.
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