Spent another day at the beach, but this one felt very final. I'm back to work tomorrow, kids sports start this week, and the kids are back to school next week. We are unprepared and unwilling. We've been living in Michigan for over 5 months, and while we don't want to stay here forever ... we also don't want to go home either. There's a sense of dread. A sense that is different than the initial lockdowns and fear of the unknown. This is more like the fear of the known - the world we need to live in.
Despite the little feeling of dread in our hearts, it was a perfect beach day. Water was calm (which actually disappointed the kids but makes US feel safer) and the weather was perfect.
Luke has a habit of yelling out "I have the Corona" and I've been unable to get him to stop. He yelled it at the way into the beach and also on the way out. Except on the way out he refused to walk anymore and stood frozen in one spot. Apparently, this time he really DID have the Corona.
Seems pretty suiting to 2020 that we were unable to avoid the Corona on our way out of the beach as we wrap up our summer.
