Today I am grateful for the young girl at the register at CVS who looked at my purchase and let me know which lice treatment worked for her a few years ago.
Today I am grateful to the mom in line behind me who chimed in and let me know her daughter had lice the year before.
Today I’m grateful for the coach who, in response to my email about not making it to the game, let me know his family dealt with lice last year.
Today I’m grateful for my dear friend who told me both her boys had it this summer.
As you can tell, today brought a creepy, crawly surprise. I was freaked the fuck out. Expletives are necessary when dealing with lice, ok? Immediately I felt shame because I had internalized this narrative that lice plagues kids with poor hygiene. I came across so many wonderful people who made me feel lass alone and let me focus on getting the job done (combing and combing and combing, stripping beds, collecting laundry and stuffee animals, visiting the local laundromat).
So thank you, to every last person who spoke up today and made me feel a little less alone.