All New, all The Same

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I know its been a while.
Much too long even for my liking.
So just a reboot and pick up where I am now.
We are in the infancy stages of "The Corona Virus"
I am torn between, Ah people love drama and its all media hype, and 
Contagion.
We will stay home as often as possible and keep washing our hands and doing what we can to stay healthy.
I have stocked up on some items, but certainly not enough to last six months.

There is gossip about schools closing for two weeks to figure out how this thing will go down, that said... I anticipate my work closing down for the same and equal amount of time.  I will be home with Jack, just doing our thing.

The plus side, dreamy part of it is...  This may be last of time I will get with him before he is "BIG"
He goes to HS in the fall.  He is busy and sports and studies friends.  The summer is already full of get aways and boy scouts all that stuff.  
Our Corona Hiatus may be our transition from Jack and Mommy to Jack... and his Mom.

We were talking in the car tonight on our way home from practice.  I posed the question what will we do with our two weeks?
Go out the mountain with Nana and clean the cottage getting it ready for summer.
Go for long walks together
GO to the lake, go fishing, write our books.
Watch Spring blossom like we have never done before.  

I am afraid of what a virulent strain of a virus could do to our way of life, country, world.  
But in my attempt to find a silver lining I have a plan.
Love to all.  I'll visit again.

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