Despite wanting to believe it so, we are not living a post-pandemic life. Not at all. And I’m not doing so well.
Sometimes things are great. Sometimes they go horribly wrong. Peek behind the scenes of my small business.
Thanksgiving is dead. The traditional holiday as we know it, Pilgrims and Native Americans eating turkey and pumpkin pie, is dead.
Get out of your bubble and out of your feelings. Being anti-racist is not for punks. Be comfortable with being uncomfortable. We’ve figured out how to live in this world with everything against us.
For the last 30 days, the coronavirus pandemic has me at home. I’ve cried and bargained and denied and grieved. And finally accepted this is what it is.
Perhaps let’s expect the best from people, not the worst. Let’s have good intentions and above all, be kind.
