I’m not sure what I expected when I first heard about the Coronavirus outbreak, but I know I wasn’t expecting this. I had not anticipated this outbreak to completely change life as we knew it just a few months ago.
We all had our routines; what we came to expect out of our daily lives. Kiss my wife goodbye before she leaves the house. Drop the kids off at school and then fight through traffic on the way to work. Put in a solid eight hours of work at the office. Return home, eat dinner, get everyone to bed, and start the process over again the next morning.
My morning commute now is a jog up one flight of stairs to my bonus room. Instead of a cubicle, I have a make-shift work station on our old kitchen table that we now use to put puzzles together. My wife is juggling her responsibilities as a teacher to her classroom kids and trying to help our little kindergartener with his daily tasks.
Everyone has had to learn how to adapt to the new normal. The most unsettling part is that no one knows when this will end. How long will we have to shelter in place and social distance ourselves from our families, our communities, and friends?
What I do know is that I am grateful for my family, my home, and my job. I am thankful for the extra time I have with my kids and wife. I pray for the safety of the men and women on the front lines fighting this virus every day. I pray for wisdom for the talented people that are tirelessly searching for a cure and vaccine to help heal the world.