We’ve started collecting a jar of papers. Things we’d like to do once the virus is “gone.”
The majority of this list comes from my kids.
-Go on a train ride.
-See Grandma in person.
-Go to the zoo.
-Have face to face playdates.
-Take a trip.
-Get ice cream.
-Play at the park.
-Play dominos with Grandma.
-Go back to preschool.
-Celebrate being 5 years old with friends.
Today the question I’ve been waiting for came. It’s the one to which I don’t have an answer.
“Mommy, how much longer will the virus be here?”
It’s the questions we’re all asking. The one to which an answer eludes us.
“I”m not quite sure, honey. No one really is. I hope it’s not too much longer, but I think it might be a while. Until at least May. But it could be longer.”
“May? That’s so long.” He stopped and paused. “But it’s okay, right? Because we’re all here together. And that’s really the most important thing.”
Unprompted. Unexpected. Unforgettable.
The wisdom in these little minds can both break a heart and build it up, all in the same breath.