Imagine if you could get out ahead of that unforgiving tidal wave before it takes you down. When did motherhood get so hard? Sometimes, it feels like we have such little control over our lives. But that’s not really true.
Do you remember where you were the day COVID-19 hit “pause” and the world shrunk to face-to- face contact with your immediate family? A place where the outside world became the virtual, forbidden planet that we merely pass through.
I do. The teachers were standing around the preschool playground nervously chatting away, distracted by the world news of the virus spreading into every conversation and facet of my life. It wedged itself into every subconscious thought, and with it came fear.
Five years ago, when Nina Sidell was hit by an oncoming SUV while crossing Broad Street, remarkably she was able to walk away from it with just soft-tissue damage. She was not hurt to the degree that she could or should have been. Moreover, she now understood how fragile life could be. “I felt …