It has been a long time since I’ve had the chance to blog (let alone feeling like I had the energy to do so). To say that the past two years have been challenging is an understatement. The pandemic notwithstanding, I found myself with a huge undertaking–assuming the role of caregiver for my mom.
I was not only trying to balance my own stress and fears of the unknown (harken back to March 2020), but I also had to take on additional responsibilities of an aging parent. Looking back, I don’t know how my head did not explode from the enormous weight that landed on my shoulders.
To be clear, I am not in any way saying that my challenges during this pandemic were(still are?) more severe than any other person as I know other people have had it worse off than me. During this pandemic, I’ve had a roof over my head, a warm bed to sleep in, a job that secured a steady income, and a husband who is my anchor. In other words, I’ve been blessed.
As a pragmatic person, I think through all potential options before making a decision. However, all the thinking in the world did not prepare me for watching my mom’s health deteriorate. It’s been several months since my mom has joined my dad in heaven, and I am still struggling with the myriad of changes that keep coming my way.
The pandemic and mutations of the virus continue to challenge all of us. And unfortunately, it doesn’t seem as if those changes are done. #sigh
Even classroom teaching continues to evolve during this pandemic–and my head starts to spin after reading that several major universities are opting to go back to remote teaching because…what does that mean for K12?!?! #argh
It seems that the only constant in my life is the consistency of change.
I guess I can either fight a losing battle or simply embrace the change.
Here’s hoping that 2022 is a year of positive change. And, if it’s not positive change, may we all be equipped with the knowledge, motivation, and strength to readjust to our surroundings.