From Down To Earth To Digital.

It seems that on a dime we went from in person, to virtual everything, before we even got a chance to blink.

Having the friendly reassurance of an in-person conversation, to having to inform my grandmother over Zoom, that her daughter, my mother, had passed away due to Covid.

It went from personal, to so completely disconnected, it didn't feel real, any of it.

My kids learning in a Google classroom instead of a real one.

So when I received a phone call last night that my children were going to be given a snow day, and a traditional one at that, I nearly cried tears of happiness.

So much of what we knew has been stolen from us, and our children.

One of the things really resonating with me was that just because we can, doesn't mean we should.

One of the many side effects of this new virtual reality has more adults working longer hours.

Kids starting to suffer from anxiety because as long as they aren't "that" sick, they should still and try to join the "meet" if possible.

I was starting to wonder if the concept of a proper snow day would be another casualty of this stupid ass pandemic.

I am glad it isn't.

For now.

So if your kids are off today for a snow day, get those snow clothes on them, push them out the door, and lock it swiftly.

They will thank you later.

Xoxo,

C.