Hi! I’m Elizabeth and thank you for visiting. I write about my kids, my home, my grief, and creating a Purposeful Home. Welcome to Finding My Purpose!
All in Health & Wellness
I started writing this a year ago at the start of the Pandemic, when we didn’t know what we were dealing with or what was going to happen. We were stuck at home glued to the news attempting to rationally absorb everything they were sharing. In the past, I’ve used writing as an outlet for release… and this was no different. I wrote this early on then forgotten about it. I’m sharing it now, over a year later.
My kids were accepted for ‘face to face’ learning in the classroom. That’s a good thing, right?
I think so. We did make the decision a few weeks ago to request ‘in person’ instruction when given the option by the school system … the three choices were ‘in person’, ‘temporary remote’ or ‘virtual academy.’ How do I even begin to process this? And what is the right choice?
Ever feel like you needed saving? This is how ‘finding furniture’ saved me. When my son Benjamin died in 2016, I needed a hobby. I needed something to work on, something to do – even though I still had two of my almost-4-year-old triplets. I needed something (anything) to help combat this new feeling of despair, if just for a little while. I started rehabbing old furniture.
This was the simple question from my young son as I was helping him in the shower one night… simply trying to get him to rinse the shampoo out of his hair, for what felt like the millionth time.
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