We've had a whirlwind of activity here since Snowmaggdon hit. After we recovered from our solid week of winter (I know, so sad), we assessed the damage and started to make plans.
Thankfully the worst damage we had to our property was to some of the landscaping never meant to survive freezing temperatures and heavy snowfall. It was really minimal though and most plants have started peeking through what had looked dead.
Meanwhile we've been putting on hold the work needed to be done at church until after we got through Lent, Easter, and a Sunday of special occasions. It's been slightly overwhelming to my brain so I've been taking one event at a time and it's worked out OK so far!
Zanna came home for Spring Break! We managed to briefly get out of town for a fun day while she was here. We headed to Ft. Worth and spent an evening at Brent and Chantal's place to visit and let the cousins hang out. The next day we headed over to the Ft Worth Zoo. It was a beautiful day and we soooooooo enjoyed ourselves! We stopped for some BBQ for lunch before heading back to our neck of the woods.
Easter at Grace was way more normal than last year! We had a beautiful service with a good sized group, Easter breakfast beforehand, and hosted Easter dinner at home later that evening.
One of my favorite things I've loved about sending our kids to Luther Prep is how they come home playing the piano. It's like a miracle to me. Finally something I didn't teach them or have to drive them to weekly! And because the mission of Prep is to prepare God's people for serving in the church, they are being equipped to do just that. Our worship leader, Ruth, worked with Zanna to play for Palm Sunday worship and it was amazing!
Oh! And Will was almost home for Easter. Except he wasn't.
A close friend from his school tested positive for Covid during a mandatory testing. Because he listed Will and his roommate as close friends, they were supposed to quarantine in their rooms over Easter weekend. Once school resumed on Tuesday, they were to then take a Covid test and go from there.
Feeling confident that there was no way he had Covid (because our feelings are super scientific), he received permission from the nurse and his father to come home. Nobody asked me until after he was on the road.
Anywho .... I demanded suggested that when he arrived home in the middle of the night he go directly to his room and stay there only coming out when it was time for his rapid test appointment the next morning. Meanwhile Zanna and I were out the door early that next morning for a shopping day trip and awaited the results that would determine what would happen next.
I'm sure, dear reader, you see where this is going. He tested positive. Since it was noon by now and too late to drive back to Minnesota from Texas (having just arrived the day before) he stayed in his corner of the house and I brought food to leave at the top of the stairs where I would wave to him from afar. He drove back the next day to live out the rest of his quarantine time with his fellow Covid positive friends in a house near campus. Thankfully none of them experienced any symptoms and they ended up enjoying (dare I say?) a week off of school to work out in their homemade gym, sit out by the bonfire at night, and who knows what else ...
Which meant he came home for about 30 hours and I got to spend the last half of Holy Week disinfecting everything he might have touched up there. Awesome.
Having said that we all felt bad for him and tried our best to show him love from a distance. I bought him protein bars and avocados in bulk from Sam's Club. I kept the meals coming to the top of the stairs. Zanna made him cookies and wrote him this sweet note:
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