My son’s teacher sent a video today.
As we started lessons and our new “homeschool” routine, we played the video.
I listened as she called each student by name.
My son’s face lit up as he heard her say, “Isaiah.”
She said that they need to keep working hard, keep doing their best.
She said that everything is ok.
“We can still see each other.
We still have each other.”
My son listened intently to her words as his face relaxed.
She gave him more than directions for the day,
she gave him a sense of calm of in the storm.
A bit of normalcy on this scary detour.
Tears ran down my face as I listened to her words.
I needed to hear them as much as he did.
Everything is going to be ok.
We still have each other.
Just like that I was reminded how scary this is for everyone- but especially our children.
I was also reminded how thankful I am for the teachers.
I am thankful for their hearts that truly want the best for these children.
I have heard the jokes, but I KNOW they aren’t looking at this as a “vacation” or a break. They are looking at this as a hurdle-one that we all have to work through together.