Suitcase packed and ready to go... KN95 masks and rapid antigen tests included. Headed off in an hour to the airport for our first flight since January 2020. Can't quite believe it. We're going across the country from east coast to west coast to sunny southern California. I thought I felt ready to get back on the plane, but today, I've been nervous... what if the 3rd person in our row next to my husband and me isn't vaccinated or is one of those people who lets his/her mask slide or claims to be eating/drinking the whole flight so it is ok for the mask to be down around their chin? I wish domestic flights required vaccines like international ones. Sigh... Well, I don't control that or the person who is sitting next to me. So, I'll practice my deep breathing and focus on the upcoming vacation. Wish me luck!
February 13, 2022
This week has been the first week that "things" have started to feel normal. We have kept ourselves isolated and limited contact with family. For us family has always been a source of comfort, and we do not go long without a large family gathering. But this week marked the first of several social distancing visits, and it felt good to see and hear my loved ones again. However, I keep revisiting that first week of shelter in place, and I find myself nostalgic for the peace and calm of my home. There was uncertainty, yes, but my husband and sister (who lives with us) were home with me, the dogs were content, and we had a few quiet days of aloneness... That is what this photo represents. It was week one, and the house was clean, the sun was out... all was calm and closed off from the rest of the world. I felt both relieved and guilty to be sheltered in place in such a comforting space.
August 15, 2020