Iâ€™ve spent years working on not â€œwaiting outâ€ parts of my life. Itâ€™s how my brain works, but when I get sucked into it I miss so much. Kids certainly keep us in the moment, but a pandemic doesnâ€™t.
In March, we were functioning in total overwhelm. It was a madhouse, a mad world. Trying to stay functional was enough of a goal. Summer made life easier, and eventually even became fun. Fall brought some panic, as we all realized what weâ€™d lose as the weather turned. And yet, as we move into a (thankfully) mild winter, I found myself more resigned and ready to recognize the weird pandemic upsides.
So Iâ€™ve been reflecting on what weâ€™ve learned this year, and the now ever present question of what we want to keep. Iâ€™d already learned that I individually can slog through almost anything, and that Dave and I can survive it all. But what surprised me was how astute and sensitive our kids could be. They understand the concept of the virus, how to stay distant from others (with my constant badgering), share their loneliness and lean on each other when itâ€™s a hard day. They miss their friends the same way we do, and want to be anywhere but home. The magic of our backyard hasnâ€™t dwindled though, and they continue to find imaginative ways of playing together. Iâ€™m in awe of their resilience.
Iâ€™ve learned that the Au pair program continues to be an incredible opportunity to meet wonderful people and create relationships that will last forever. We hosted 4 Au pairs last year, staggered pairs. These women have handled screaming, spills, potty training, jumping Leroy, virtual school and piano lessons, unbelievable headaches. And theyâ€™ve done it with love and a smile. We all acknowledge an awful day/week, but I donâ€™t know if Iâ€™ve ever had their level of grace. And they and the kids adore each other.
Can you imagine preparing for the adventure of your life, looking forward to meeting tons of people and roaming a country youâ€™ve only dreamt about, only to end up in lockdown with five small kids for months? Flora and AÃ¯ssata, our current team, have embraced all our family activities and take our breath away with their kindness. Something as simple as coming downstairs after bedtime and before a work marathon into the wee hours to see an already cleaned kitchen sometimes makes me want to weep. They donâ€™t have to do it; but they can tell when weâ€™re about to crack. So we are so excited when we can do anything fun and show them how thrilled we are to have them here. And theyâ€™re both extending! So we have some adventures planned.
Finally, the people and rhythms that make life more beautiful still making life more beautiful under these changed circumstances. I would rather gather with my family around my momâ€˜s dining room table then sit on the patio in winter snow, but it doesnâ€™t change how much I love all of the people I do that with. I have become closer with some friends despite the ridiculousness of garage cocktails, I have even forged great connections with new colleagues who Iâ€™ve rarely seen in person. Snuggling up to watch a movie with my kids in front of a fire, reading a story before bed, quietly taking in a slightly tilted and overly large Christmas tree with a glass of eggnog and the adults in my home? They havenâ€™t lost their magic.
This reflection isnâ€™t about cheesy preaching, or the upsides of a pandemic. Itâ€™s more about recognizing that everyone on the planet has experienced a traumatic upheaval, and that weâ€™re not out of it yet. Iâ€™m not a big New Yearâ€™s Eve fan, but my heart ached to celebrate without our usual crew. Still, the glow stick dance party wasnâ€™t a hardship. Letâ€™s optimistically say that we are past the halfway point, and start thinking about the highlights of this bizarre frame of time: the dramatically increased outdoor family time, the focus on the people who mean the most, the engagement with our kidsâ€™ learning, and the gratitude for hard-won travel or experiences. I underestimated how impactful an outdoor garden performance could be for an arts junkie like myself. My hope for 2021 is to hang onto that gratitude, as we hopefully slide back into our new normal. I hope 2021 surpasses all of our wildest expectations – so far, so good.