It feels like summer didn’t really happen and is not really happening now. It’s got a fall feel. All it’s done here in lovely Ohio is rain. It is also the first summer without my dad. He died in January and I’m struggling to accept this. In a few weeks, school is supposed to start. With talk about more shutdowns, I’m very anxious. My youngest is starting kindergarten and the last thing I want for him is to have to try it at home. I actually planned on going back to school too for visual communications. If I have to home school my kids I don’t think I’ll have anything left to give. I just feel so done. This summer isn’t even over yet and I’m dreading the end of next month when everything starts up again.