Today brought me much happiness. Hubby and I visited the zoo—the first time we’ve been to any attraction in well over a year. With masks on and the initial Pfizer doses in our systems, we cautiously strolled through the botanical gardens (maintaining required distancing from other guests) and then zigzagged over winding paths that featured fascinating creatures at every turn. It was wonderful to be outdoors on such a gorgeous day and to hear the delighted laughs of others—young and old.
February 28, 2021
I don’t know if solidarity is the right word, but I can definitely relate to the op-eds that are becoming more common: vaccinated people angry at/done being nice to/tired of trying to empathize with people who won’t get vaccinated. I am trying not to think negative things about a while swath of the population that I’ve never met or talked to but it’s so easy to point my rage or frustration or exhaustion at this nameless faceless “THEM” when I’m panicking that my toddler hasn’t seen my parents in nearly two years and for all I know might not see them for another two years, or remember sadly how much she loved to go to restaurants or the grocery store, or when she asks me to come inside at her school and I have to remind her I can’t “because the virus”.
October 4, 2021