You know how after a tragedy, people say no one knows what they’d do unless they were there. Well, here we are, nine months into a pandemic with millions getting ill and dying around the world. With the worst up ahead, we are in that moment. So, I started thinking about how I’m handling this and what I bring to my little family group. Words. I bring lots of words. I tell my husband what can happen to you if you get it, keeping him updated as we learn more. I also contribute weekly updates on where the virus is hot and what’s happening locally. He doesn’t ask for or really even desire to spend much time on the topic, because it’s pretty depressing news, always. But that’s my thing. I got words. Stay safe.
Published by Sara, short reads
I'm a middle-aged wife and mother of two adult sons. I've been a teacher, counselor, medical transcriptionist, student teacher supervisor, substitute teacher and retail clerk. Staying home now due to fibromyalgia. Seeking purpose. View more posts