Well, here we are!

A year of working from home. Just awesome. Grateful to be an essential worker, but can us essential workers just get one month off?? Go, go, go for a straight year. When will it end. Don’t even get me started on this living situation. Grateful again, yes.. to have a beautiful home with my family. Not just my little family. But my parents and brothers. Full house at its finest. Did I mention there are two dogs?! Oh, and of course, I can’t forget my baby, JD. Of course! I am a mom to a busy body 2 year old son, whilst being an essential worker in a thankless industry that would rather overwork employees to the literal ground before showing one ounce of care for someone’s mental well-being. My. Mental. Well-being. Hmm. Said mental well-being is undeniably triggered amidst all of this on so many levels, it’s difficult to comprehend. As miserable as it may all seem, this experience is really shedding light on subjects I have kept hidden in the dark for so long, that I finally have to come to terms with to start my journey to healing. Cycles need to be broken. I need to heal for myself. For my husband. And for my son. So, thank you, pandemic. Thanks for kicking my ass and letting me see everything for what it truly is. I am not whole. Well that escalated quickly. Let’s start this new journey together and heal through it all.