Mothering Sunday 2020 – a day that a lot of us won’t forget. The Mothers Day where we all had homemade roasts and cancelled our plans to visit family.
Spending yesterday in the garden, you would be hard pushed to know there was anything wrong with the world – the sun was shining, the birds were signing, the toddler screaming (with joy!) and the faint noise of traffic in the distance.
And yet, around us things are changing at a pace that we can’t comprehend. Nursery closed, a growing amount of work to drastically adapt a business to the economic pressures around us and the freedom to pop to the shops or organise days out quickly depleting.
I am emotional on lots of levels – sad for the days we are losing without making the most of them, sad for the days we had that we took for granted and sad to know that I may not have a job at the end of all of this.
But I’m equally incredibly grateful – grateful to enjoy the sunny days doing very little with my family, grateful to make the most of my home and have the safety of it around me, grateful that we have a garden big enough to enjoy the fresh air, grateful that my husband has become the hunter-gatherer to ensure we have all we need, grateful that our little boy continues to be our wonderful, funny, energetic spirit, grateful that are parents are safe and well, grateful that there is no pressure to do anything!
So, whilst I may not continue to do the job I love by the end of the year, I do know that as a family we will be stronger from all of this and that is more important than anything.
Stay safe and be sensible
x PB x