Riding the Pandemic Rollercoaster

I want you to take a moment and think back to your first ride on a roller coaster. For some, you shared the experience with a parent, maybe a sibling, or maybe with a close friend. You decided that today was the day, and you bravely stepped into the line; you waited patiently as it snaked its way through the metal barriers. You looked up at the towering metal track, studied the turns, and maybe the loops; you felt the wind as cars passed by, and heard the screams of the rider

Behind the Mask

These days, a trip to the supermarket is quite a production; prepare my list of "must haves" (for the love of Pete, please tell me you have toilet paper!), hand sanitizer in my purse, Clorox wipes on the front seat of my car, and the final, most important accessory for my outing...a mask. To be clear, I have always hated masks. As a child, I never picked a Halloween costume that would require me to wear one, and I avoided other kids in the neighborhood that were. For some

"You Down with PPE? Yeah, You Know Me!" Pause. Pivot. Evolve.

Our lives are chaotic. Prior to the disruption of COVID-19, my calendar made me dizzy; family obligations, work appointments, school board meetings, youth sports schedules, volunteerism, PTA events, and more. Like so many modern families, the Adams were constantly doing something, prioritizing importance, and counting the minutes until the next activity. Honestly, I thrive in madness, and the challenge to find physical, emotional, and mental balance is something I enjoy mo