V made dinner all by herself this afternoon. Yep.
She made me a mud pie, with dandelion.
And with that, a spot of sweetmud rain tea.
It's been raining a lot here lately, in more ways than one.
While I'm very pleased that the lakes and rivers in Georgia are much higher than I've seen them in a couple of years, it's really very sucky to lose your job. It was a part-time, work at home job as an editor for a Christian ministry that I held for almost five years. They are millions of dollars behind on their donations.
Also, a family member's pay has been cut in an effort to keep the company in business through this chaos and that person is coming to live in our basement for a while. A few months ago that was us. Though I'm worried about pretty much everything these days, I am happy that we are able to offer the space.
R and I are dedicated to each other, dedicated to me staying home with V, dedicated to homeschooling her. We may have to roll up our sleeves and get our hands a bit more dirty than usual, but that's okay.
We must continue to keep our chins up and remember the important things.
We must bloom where we're planted. We must not waste what we have, this life we have. We must keep calm and carry on.
And you, dear and gentle reader, do you have any keeping calm and carrying on tips for me? I would love to hear them. Or if you need to share the rain falling in your own life, please feel free. We're all in this thing together, aren't we?