Never would have predicted this coming into 2020.
It may seem like another lonely holiday. One the pandemic has taken from us. But today the three of us, our little unit, found comfort in our small unit. We cooked all day, watched the parade, went on a family walk, watched a holiday movie. It was cozy. It was slow. It was good. I think there is wonder in that, finding the light. So much to be grateful for. So very much.
Tonight, Joe Biden and Kamala Harris spoke to Americans for the first time as president and VP elect. I cried, my heart grew, for the first time in a long time, I felt an old familiar feeling of hope, of faith in a leadership team. I felt humanity seen and spoken about with grace and care. I relished in the fireworks at the end, like a summer barbecue with family. Everything was so….nice. A breath of air, a line for hope. I won’t forget this night. It has me light with wonder. We will come out on the other side of this pandemic. We will. We will.
We have been avoiding parks for the most part due to the coronavirus. But on this day we brought B to a local elementary school to play. And I cried some tears of joy seeing him so happy.
I’m the president of the Creative Writers Association at school, and we hosted our first writer. There was a delightful wonder about experiencing community in the pandemic.
A boy who will not go back to school in person for some time. A town/state/world divided.
So proud of my sis, witnessing from a distance, her work on her first real patient, Covid protective gear and all.
Covid birthday gifts humorously and delightfully involved UGG slippers, an Apple Watch to make sure I’m actually moving, and this chair! As I work from home, I feel grateful to feel these pandemic birthday perfect gifts!
In the spring I stepped in as the president of the Creative Writers Association at the university I’m at. Normally, we hold our monthly graduate readings at this great dive-ish bar across from the English department. But now that we are on Zoom for much of life, we have had to adapt. Welcome to my hosting station, from the living room. It’s interesting about how, a year ago, I wouldn’t have guessed this scenario. Is that wonder?