It feels like the last two years has been some kind of apocalyptic episode. Was it like this for those who lived through the pandemic of 1918. Every afternoon I watch the local school bus drop off students. I've always enjoyed watching this everyday scene play out - kids bouncing off the bus, happily chatting with friends - lighthearted, not a care in the world. Today, I watched them solemnly lumber off the bus, heads down, silently walking home. I was overcome with such sadness at the sight of these children, so seemingly burdened by the world. I sobbed uncontrollably. How have we come to this? Children so unhappy. Covid has weakened the spirit of everyone and it's taken its toll on our children. Our government, our people, have failed to be grownups; and our children are paying the price. Some days are just so damn hard.
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