My non-verbal son with autism has always been fiercely anti-mask…although not for a political reason.
Distance learning wasn’t made for children like my boy and, even when he was on task, he wasn’t actually taking in new information.
This kid is made of steel. He’s like a Batman villain.
Say their names and I see a snapshot from long ago. Their ages far exceed my my memories.
Hell hath no fury like an escaped Daddy Longlegs.
It’s about making your kids happy even when you don’t remember the meaning of the word. It’s about putting the smile on their faces that you wish you could put on your own.
This entire process went from a minor annoyance to a major catastrophe. Suddenly the new normal today was something that would have seemed like science fiction in February.
One day without school turned into two and then three and then fifteen. Soon, no one knew what day it was, when things were going back to normal, and what exactly was happening.
Sometimes those golden sentiments of happy-happy joy-joy work in the opposite direction.
Everything started to get cancelled. Basketball, school, Tom Hanks…The sky hadn’t fallen yet. But, man, it felt like it was closing in.