May 22, 2020
This blog has been such a gift, and such a pleasure. I started it two months ago because this virus — and its echoes, and its ramifications — had my brain popping off with so many thoughts I didn’t know how to contain them all or where to put them. I mean, it’s been crazy, right? You look up one day and your sofa is the same and there’s your refrigerator and the sun is shining in the sky. But your kids are home from abroad and college and high school and your husband’s washing his hands like he’s suddenly developed OCD and the government is telling you not to leave your house — and then, as if all that wasn’t enough, you find yourself so tired you can’t raise your head off the bed. And wait — is that a cough? Are those chills? What’s that symptom list again?
So, yeah, I had a lot on my mind. And it’s been cathartic to write about it, day after day, and a privilege to have readers for my musings.
Two months later, it feels like our coronavirus world is cracking open a little. We can go to the beach, pick up pants at a store. Soon, maybe, I can even return the library books I long ago decided I didn’t really want to read.
I don’t plan on ending this blog now. I really, really love it. But I think I will try writing in it a little less often, just to see what else I might do with my free time. I realize the dreaded second wave might come, and we’ll be locked in tighter than ever, and then, well, who knows what I’ll want to do? But for now, I’m going to see how it feels writing this just two days a week.
Thank you for reading. It means so much. Like, I can’t tell you how much.
Look for this next week on Tuesday and Thursday.
Until then, happy Memorial Day, everyone!