Brick Road Counseling

It’s March 12, 2020, Mark is in the garage setting up what would become his makeshift law office, our little ones are running around the living room squeezing in a last bit of play before dinner, and I’m looking over a family plan thinking about an upcoming session. Just as I call the kids to the kitchen, Mark walks in from the garage, eyes looking down at his phone reading a text—his Army National Guard unit is being activated to help with COVID-19 response operations and they needed him to come in right away. And thus, our family’s pandemic experience begins. Within two weeks, everyone’s kids were home from school, offices were closed, and uncertainty emanated. After nineteen years as a military family, which included year-long deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan, we considered ourselves pretty resilient. But this felt different. Because this was different. Of our two oldest, Charlotte was only seven and Preston only six, yet they faced near total isolation from their peers after being suddenly ripp