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To be honest I stopped counting the weeks and days of being quarantined. I don't even bother figuring out what day it is because frankly it doesn't even matter. As long as my children are healthy and home safe is all that matters. Being quarantined certainly has it's ups and downs, and for the first time since mid-March had a bit of a melt down. There was a lot of crying and a moment when we realized that this is not our family. This is not how we are. I don't want to turn this post into a religious one but Satan sure knows how to get under our skin. Luckily by the grace of God and how we strive to be as a parent and overall decent human being sat down and talked about how this pandemic is affecting our lives. We talked about finding ways not to allow it to affect us, and although it's understandable to have a breakdown it's even more important to talk about it and afterward have lots of hugs!
It's not hard to practice social distancing while at the beach and in our first week of being quarantined in the house decided to venture out to the shore to take in the sound of the waves and let the kids run around. The water was still cold so we kept our shoes on but when we left our hair felt salty and beachy. There weren't too many people on the beach but plenty of people were running on the boardwalk. We pretty much kept to ourselves and walked straight to the sandy beach and for about half an hour relaxed and took in all the sounds that the shore entails and even appreciated those seabirds in the sky.
