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22? So who finds it ironic that it’s 2022, 22 months since the world shut down and we are again looking at a school closure due to Covid? Heard these lyrics earlier today from our friend Taylor Swift. “don't know about you But I'm feeling 22 Everything will be alright if You keep me next to you” Well I know about me, and so far I’m not feeling ‘22.. January is generally a dark month for many. It’s gray, we take down our Christmas decor and did I mention it’s gray? And then in marches Covid, yet again, to remind us that we’re still in this. That it doesn’t matter who’s next to us, because right now it’s not alright. ( and this is NOT a post about severity of disease, vaccine efficacy, etc. This is a post about MY feelings ) A text came through on Sunday afternoon stating that school would be canceled for a few days. We’re too short staffed to operstd our schools. Thank goodness only a few days and not indefinitely like before. But still my heart fluttered. I instantly