Things aren’t the same.

…and I think that’s all there is to it. 

School won’t be the same this year. No matter how much we want it to be. No matter how much we need it to be. 

The problem of school not being the same won’t be solved by the principal, or the union, or the superintendent, or the school committee, or our boss, or any politician, or our sleepless nights, anger, or grief. 

Everything is different right now, so we have to be, too. 

And that is the hardest part. 

But my goodness, we have to try a little differently to accept school being different this year- even when we don’t know what that different looks like weeks (or even days) before, and even when we can’t begin to plan how we will deal with it. 

We have to do this, because, well, we have to do this. But more importantly, we have to do this, because if we don’t, our kids will have no idea how to. 

As my grandmother (and probably your grandmother) always said, “This too shall pass.”

In it with you,
Katy