Thank you quarantine,…

for giving me time with my family and time to rest,

for allowing me to be the protector of my children during this unprecedented time,

for making me realize how time spent with my kids is just as important as time spent with myself,

for helping me to find even more purpose in the silence,

for encouraging me to see my potential and push for the things that I know that I deserve,

for shifting my perspective on what it means to live purposefully and minimally,

for living room tent camping on school nights,

for giving me a front row seat to the hard work that my husband puts into his job on the daily,

for providing me with a space to find the confidence in my own gifts, and doing so without the need for approval from others,

for the daily reminders that a messy home is a blessed home,

for showing me that I can’t do it all,

for failed moon dough recipes,

for friend time that is more purposeful and needed,

for reminding me that little gestures are the drivers of love and kindness,

for being the setting in which I get to witness the growth of my children as they grow into their independence and realize that they too can make the most of this already challenging situation,

and for consistently showing me that there is joy in the journey.

Thank you, quarantine.  And may you bless others with these perspectives as we all navigate this unpredictable time.