When I was quarantined and isolated from the family (prior to discovering that they were positive for COVID-19 as well), I had two places to go:
The bedroom, which I quickly grew to hate, and my office, which felt like a tiny prison. But at least with its French doors, I was able to see into the house a bit, which led to this:
Charlie sitting outside the doors, reading, researching, and playing games.
Just to be a little closer to me.
To think that when Elysha told me she wanted another child a decade ago, I wasn’t so sure at first.
