I think I did the first half of quarantine wrong – I refused to experience joy. Well, I’m changing things up for the remainder of the year.
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This post isn’t only a day late but I’m also publishing it waaay later in the day than I normally do. Sorry about that, the long weekend kinda got away from me. I’d wanted to sit in front of my blog calendar to legitimately plan out the next few week’s worth of content but didn’t. Then I remembered I had a campaign draft due at the 11th hour, so I had to ditch my scheduling plan and complete that. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from 2020, it’s that sometimes things don’t work out.
I’m sure we can all agree that this year is most definitely not what any of us planned for. There were canceled plans, canceled trips, canceled months, but in the end, life wasn’t canceled. I think I kinda saw it that way back in March, then in April, and definitely in May. When summer came around, I figured those three months were canceled too. Looking back, I think that’s where I went wrong. There was so much I could have done – day trips to the beach, hiking, and maybe even a socially distanced picnic or two – but I let the fear of COVID keep me put. While I do think I did what was best for me and my family, I wish I would have taken advantage of our “free” time more.
The coronavirus hasn’t gone anywhere, I know this, but for the fall I want to make more of a conscious effort to experience joy. Whether that’s playdates with friends we know are taking quarantine-ing seriously or drive-thru events at church or actual picnics at the park – I really want to make an effort to live this season. I know that soon enough it’ll get cold outside, so I refuse to cancel fall.
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