I am sitting in my car as I write this. I’m parked in the back lot of the shopping plaza where Charlie’s driving school is located. He’s out on his first on-road driving lesson with an instructor. He’s been driving plenty with Christian over the past few months. Christian says he’s a good driver but I wouldn’t know since we’ve decided as a family it is better that Mom is not involved in this teaching process.
I can’t believe it’s been a year since we locked down at the beginning of the pandemic. I’ve been thinking back to what it was like. It was scary in a different way than it is now. There was so much we didn’t know. But I remember feeling it was kind of cool that we could stay home for a few weeks and not have to run around.
I’m also thinking about how much things can change in a year. This is one year that has allowed me to truly understand that. Everything feels different.
I was driving Wes to school this morning and I noticed a raccoon dead on the side of the road ahead. Then as we got closer, I realized there was a hawk sitting just about 4 feet away from it, on the sidewalk. I think the hawk was waiting until the traffic passed by to see if he might like to eat this raccoon. I tried looking online to see what type of hawk this was but I couldn’t figure it out. I was surprised at it’s face though. It’s eyes were large and it seemed like a friendly guy (or girl).
I think we’ve officially given up on trying to keep the dogs off the couch.