Countless times during our lives, we are given the opportunity to help others when they are not having the best of days.

During this pandemic, we are being called on more than ever to practice kindness and to hold space for others. The one thing that I always try to remember is to meet them where they are.

There are many things about the journey through this pandemic that I did not expect. One of the significant things for me is just how many quieter moments there are. What used to be gatherings of friends and family is now made up of quieter moments.

I have been thinking about fatigue this week. I have bouts of thriving enthusiasm and then a round of fatigue, as the days and weeks pass with more physical distancing and the events that keep getting ticked off the calendar that did not take place in their typical fashion, such as Easter.

OK… hands up if you have had any of the following feelings during the last month: Overwhelmed? Uncertain? Lonely? Tired? Restless? Scared? Hopeful? Grateful? Yep – me too. And everyone else in the world. The feelings come and go, and more times than not, I am feeling hopeful and grateful. But every once in a while, I slide away from hope and start to feel the pressure of the crisis we are facing in the world.