As the internet went out last night after the second wave of massive thunderstorms, and my 4 year old woke me up to wipe his nose, my insomnia conveniently decided to also creep back in. My mind raced in circles and I thought for sure I had met my limit. Covid-19 has changed us. 2020 has changed us. It’s ripped through us literally like the tornado that swept away half of our city in March. This mama is over it. We are all over it. But I can’t help but think of the reasoning behind it all. There’s a lesson. An explanation to all the madness. And as a mother, I can’t help but think God is winking at me right now showing me the way. And he knows, I’m different.