Back to the office. A part of me wished I’d never have to say that. If there is one thing quarantine has taught me is that I would much rather be with my daughter. Taking care of her is much more fulfilling than my job. She needs me. My job doesn’t. With her there are new discoveries everyday. She is growing into such a beautiful girl. At my job I do the same thing day in and day out hoping that it will get better. With her everyday is better than the last. At work, everyday is the same.
I wish that things were different. I wish the country paid an actually living wage, and I could be home with her.
How do other people do this?
Well, as of now this is out of my control. I accept that. I don’t want to, but I do.
Hopefully someday I’ll understand why