Do I send my child to their brick and mortar campus, knowing full-well that while capable of 8-hour mask-wearing, he/she is going to tire of it eventually and let their straps down? Or do I keep them home with me, knowing full-well they will (literally) breathe easy, maskless, in the safety of our home, but only among the parents and siblings they are beginning to tire of?
Do I send my child to their brick and mortar campus so they can get to work? Do I send my child to their brick and mortar campus so I am not distracted from mine? Or, do I keep them home with me because THAT is what is going to work when it comes to keeping my child and others safe from the virus’ harm?
Do I send my child back to school because they want to go, and I want them to go? Or, DO I KEEP THEM HOME WITH ME BECAUSE I WANT THEM TO LIVE? And their friends and teachers too, of course.
If that sounds dramatic, it just might be. Or perhaps it’s not. And that’s the dang conundrum that’s got us parents so perplexed about the true ‘right’ thing to do — both for our children and family, but also our county, state, and society as a whole.
I don’t know what my decision is yet, and I suspect more will change in the few weeks I have left before I must make one. There is one thing I’m certain of though. No matter what any of us chooses, we’re [darned] if we do and [darned] if we don’t.
And, since that’s the case, we’ve just got to trust our gut, trust in each other, and trust in God. And, we better pray to the high heavens that, for the sake of parents everywhere, whoever has America’s voodoo doll gets just as tired of poking it as we are of having to live in the fatiguing age of corona.”