Half The Year...

Wow.  Half the year is gone already.  And its been on hell of a year so far. Anxiety and quietness.  Time with the family and laughter and fun, combined with isolation and retreating into oneself. 

Working from home has become "normal" and I cannot imagine how it will be when I go back to working in the office full time.  It is looking more and more likely that Willow will be going to school at least partially on-line next school year.  Michael's college has already decided that it is all on-line.

Chewy got laid off and we are dealing with that issue -- but in corona times it puts a different feel to it than the "normal" job issues.

Most of the things we normally do in the summer have been canceled or postponed indefinitely.  It is just a strange time right now.

Some days it feels "normal" and some days it feels bizarre.  And still other times I wonder when will this change, when will things "get better". 

RIP Congo

Michael's turtle Congo has died.  She lived a long time, and she almost did not make it check HERE.

Michael loved Congo in a way that is often hard to describe.  He is able to give his feelings to animals far easier than he can to people.  It also means that he feels more emotional when they are sick, hurt and when we loose them. 

The cries I heard upstairs tonight were hurt and anger and such sadness.  While I liked Congo, she was always in his room, and he often has his door shut the last few years (mainly to keep the cats out of his stuff).  But hearing him crying...that was heart breaking. 

Right now, he wants to be left alone.  So we wait...until we can somehow communicate to this hard to communicate child. 

Loss sucks.