COVID era still life. All is still nearly all the time. Silence is deafening. Home alone and isolated - not much talking all day long. But there is life - I am still alive. I am still healthy. What sacrifices we make for our safety.
July 14, 2020
Corona virus has affected me in a lot of ways especially in terms of mental health. This week, my grandfather died and due to the pandemic, there have been less planes regularly shuttling back and forth between usual places. So, I had to wait for a plane that went from Albany, New York to Richmond, Virginia. Due to this, on the last and connecting flight to Richmond my grandfather died, and I couldn't say goodbye. I experienced his loss through a text when I landed and proceeded to cry into my hands. I couldn't talk or move but eventually had to because the plane had to continue on it's way. The pandemic made me miss the final goodbye to my grandfather.
November 11, 2020