I’d spent the last two years feeling like I was constantly disappointing my children in the name of “staying safe.” Our reward should have been to avoid it, but Covid found us anyway.
I almost can’t remember what I would do, pre-pandemic. My mind is running through the streets here in town, trying to picture myself going places. It’s like trying to remember a hazy dream.
Unmasked kids combined with potentially removing face mask requirements one week into the new school year, and you’ve got a perfect storm for worried, anxious parents.