Stay at home orders have put a hunger in me I’ve never known before.
I know we are all experiencing a swirling of emotions. Sadness, anger, fear, anxiety. The unknown.
I’ve had time to contemplate what my home really means to me. What I want my home to look like and when I think of what I want my home to look like, I think of what I want my home to feel like.
It has forced me to think about what kind of mother I am. Who I am inside. What I need to change in my thought life.
It feels like a never ending project. Quarantine nesting, if you will. ;)
