We're okay. I try to be thankful for the things that are good; our income is secure because Gunnar is essential personnel. I'm glad that as a stay-at-home mom, I'm equipped and prepared to not only care for all of our children, but to homeschool* them and ensure that their education continues in spite of everything. I'm relieved that we are all young and healthy right now and generally low risk. I'm grateful that the rain has cleared up and that my kids can spend so much time in our backyard, or riding bikes, or in the sprinkler. I'm thankful that Gunnar's job gives us access to food and supplies whenever we need them. The world has shrunk, in some ways, and I can stay positive when I focus on what has become my whole world--my house, my yard, my kids. But sometimes I traipse on over to facebook or reddit or CNN and the world explodes open and my heart starts to pound and my head spins and holy shit I am NOT okay. I'm terrified for all
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