How the kids are doing. Part 1
I think it’s hardest on my oldest right now, who is 21 and away at college. Not being home in the day-to-day normalcy, he has more space to fill with worry and time to imagine the worst. He’s in his last semester and struggling to care about marketing projects for pretend businesses. He would rather defer and be home.
I told him, look we all have to do hard things right now. My hard thing is I have to be braver than I feel ready for. Your hard thing is to stay engaged when you’re not. Do well. Participate in your own life and be well.
He called me the other day and said, “I think my strategy to get through this is to be kind and appreciate nature.” (mic drop)
He sends me pictures now and again of the moments where he found beauty. Like that view of the Lake he shared while snowboarding with some friends.
My youngest is 12. She wants the whole truth and nothing but the truth. She also told me that if I, you know (nods to the sky), that she’s going to bury me in a bra. Savage. I like it.
My middle son is 18 and finishing his senior year. He just wants to know if I’m getting better or worse. Basically, just wake him when it’s over.
Same kids, same.