The days of covid (originally published on 4/29/2020)

I was just standing in my kitchen making my morning coffee. My earbuds in (they often are) as I love listening to music, news, videos in the morning. Anyway, a fb friend posted a video and I mindlessly clicked on it.

Within seconds I was a puddle of tears. I was shuddering crying. Ugly crying. I had no idea this was in even in me.

There are two things that are poignantly clear as I watch this video. 1) Music and art is so, so incredibly powerful. And 2) We are grieving.

Do not ever let someone say that art doesn't have a place in schools or in education. Through one small song I just got in touch with a powerful, latent grief that was inside of me. I had grown insidiously. That song just tapped on its door and woke it up. And now I'm working through those emotions, and I'm GRATEFUL to be doing that, because clearly I needed to.

I'm going to swear, okay. I fucking miss you. I miss friends and students and colleagues and I don't think I've ever appreciated the people (who are usually) around me more. I miss you and I love you.

This virus has brought us to our knees. I'm on my knees today, deep in the grief of it. But that's okay. We need to live out these human emotions. We will rise up again, and we will bring profound gratitude with us.

Please watch this.

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