People are incredibly stupid and selfish.
They can also restore my faith in humanity.
The amount of love and support sent to me and my coworkers in the healthcare system has been overwhelming.
My life didn’t change all that much. #introvert
Chick-fil-A is still the GOAT.
Quarantine makes weird things happen.
Life is short. Tell people you love them.
Health is important.
Toilet paper is important.
Grocery store workers are hero’s.
I can actually cook.
The world can truly change overnight.
I like to bake.
My husband and I have vastly different opinions on things.
Books will forever be my escape.
I will never again take my nail salon, hair salon, esthetician’s, etc for granted.
I can’t paint nails.
Music is healing.
Workouts are therapy.
The power of Jesus even when churches are physically closed.
There is a reason I don’t buy junk food.
The amount of Pringle’s my household can consume is embarrassing.
The things I’m possessive over.
I can and will cry if someone eats my Pringle’s.
Learning a new instrument is humbling.
How to channel my little brother’s worst case scenario question asking.
I’m angry. About a lot of things.
How important hugs are.
The controversy masks cause.
I love being an aunt.
Social media and news outlets lie.
The world is a scary place. I already knew this, but this global pandemic has reignited my apocalyptic survivor obsession. If I had my choice though- I pray I get taken out in the first wave. 2020 was supposed to be a huge year. I guess in some ways it still has been. Fear and unanswered questions has plagued my friends and family. Tragedies and unimaginable things have happened. Uncertainty, loss of jobs and income, social distancing and masks are the new normal. Even though my day to day life didn’t change all that much, I learned how much I took for granted. Quarantine changed how I envisioned the year, but it also brought me things I never would have had without this new normal. It’s challenging because there isn’t a clear end in sight. Things seem to be getting worse, not better (at least in my pessimistic outlook). I do, however, believe that there will be light at the end of the tunnel soon. I hope I can remember to stay flexible and be molded with the lessons I learned during Covid once I find the light again. To be brave. Selfless. Resilient.
And always buy wavy Pringle’s each grocery trip.