Perfectly Imperfect in the time of Covid

The emotion that has been coursing through all of us these past few weeks has pushed many to tears. In the end the challenge before us is causing us all to reflect, regroup, rethink, and most importantly connect in ways we never have before. Maybe when we look back at this time in our world we will remember one important lesson: we are all perfectly imperfect.

So this crisis started for my family on March 6th, when in the middle of the night we found out that my dad had a golfball-size brain tumor. After a quick road trip and flight our core family of four was together to figure out the next steps. That included surgery, cancer diagnosis, planning, screaming, crying, and generally being pissed off over the possibility of loosing an awesome dad and friend.

Fast forward a week and the state I call home was closing schools, we were bringing dad home from the hospital, and my husband was bringing our kids to my parent’s house so that we could all be together. As someone that works in education at a national scale, Friday the 13th of March was a shit storm of chaos.

Every teacher and leader that I talked to heard one consistent message from me: slow down to go fast in this, do not jump the gun.

Within just 48 hours we had families all over in crisis, reaching out with sincere anxiety and anger that…