My mom’s been having trouble breathing lately due to her COPD and occasionally she’ll have an exacerbation. She’s been going through one for about three weeks now and today she finally felt some relief.
I compartmentalized my time today the best I have in quite awhile. I still have tweaking to do, but I’m proud of what I accomplished today. Tomorrow I break out my nofuckingaround planner I bought and I couldn’t be more thrilled.
Tomorrow school starts back in the South and I’m terrified of the ramifications that COVID may have on the students. My sister-in-law is taking time off of work to allow our youngest kids to learn virtually and my two oldest nieces are also attending classes online but I can’t wrap my head around the fact that a lot of the students that will go back are being forced to go back by a system of inequity. Their parents don’t have the money/support/job security to just say I’m staying home. How does one choose between supporting their children, providing a home and gambling their safety? Unconscionable. I hope that the outcome isn’t as bad as it all could be.
Be light, ya’ll.
30-something Mississippi queer. Bleeding heart with a soft spot for honesty and oversharing. Conquering corporate America and my own insecurities– one day at a time.