Tonight I got some heart-to-heart moments. I tucked my daughter into bed. We had read about some phenomenal women in her Women Artists book. I offered, “We didn’t have a book like this for me to read when I was your age.” “Why not, Mommy?”
As we were readying for our prayers, we talked why it is that we are staying distant from people. She asked, “Has this ever happened before?” I replied that we often see this every other generation or so at a big scale. “When did the last time happen?” I told her about the pandemic of the Spanish Flu. We talked and she asked questions. She took it all in and I gave her a big hug. “Now I lay me down to sleep…” we prayed.
Earlier in the day, she had gotten out her scrubs that her uncle had given her for Christmas. She checked her Daddy’s heart: “Sounds good!” she was happy to report.
As I take in the extra snuggles with my children, I want to share love out there for those heading to to care for the sick and suffering.
Thank you for the risks that you take in order to care for others in the midst of caring for your own families. Countless future women are looking up to you. Thank you to the ladies who have paved the way for daughters to study, serve, and kickbutt doing important work on the home front and in the work force. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
Balloonpastor 