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Quarantine Life Lesson

Few things you need  to know about me.

1. I LOVE to clean. It truly is therapy to me. If I am not careful it can become obsessive. Especially if I am in a patricianly stressful time of life. Having a clean house makes me feel safe and secure.

2. I really appreciate time to myself. Being alone to read, work out, talk on the phone, pay bills, etc is like a vacation to me.

3. I love initial time with my friends and family. Because I tend to be more introvert the time I spend with my people is precious to me.

Accomplishing any of the top three is nearly impossible since having kids. That has been such a small HUGE learning curve. Learning to let go of the things that can wait. Learning that my house doesn't need to be clean all the time. Learning that the bills can be paid at nap time. Learning that planning ahead is the best way to hang out with my people.

We are now in quarantine (at least thats what Levi and I keep calling it). It has been stressful for me because I have not been able to accomplish any of the above self-care things. We have been trying to find new rhythms with Levi at home and not being able to go visit friends or go to the parks has left us all at home all the time. Which equals more messes and time together.


This morning Levi took the kiddos downstairs so that I could clean. I got to talk to a dear friend on the phone for an hour. I got spend time cleaning out cupboards and reorganizing the kitchen. It was freeing for me. It re-energized me. I felt so loved. My top love language is acts of service. So yes my love tank is very full right now. It may not seem like much to some but to me it meant the world.

I do not want to sound oh poor me. I know there are those of you out there in real tough situations. People who can't go home. Parents who can not see their babies who are being taken care of in NICU. The medical community who can't see their families. The elderly who are dying alone. The students who are aching to go back to school because it is their only safe place. I have cried many tears for the people in our world. I have seen the panic in people's eyes as I have walked through the groceries stores. So please do not misunderstand my story. I am beyond grateful for my life and that we still have our jobs.

We need each other in these times. I don't know exactly what that looks like. Maybe it's a phone call, a text, or compassion for someone at the store. Or not leaving the comment that you want to leave. Let's stop shaming each other. Let us all have less judgement and more grace. Less hate and more love. I don't know what it looks like to be there for each other but let's try.

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  1. I love you, Emily. Wish I didn't have to share your maturing as a mom from a distance! What I wouldn't do to sit down with you and share life over a cup or two of coffee����������

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    1. I would so love that Sue. I miss you very much!

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