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<strong> I feel like I have gone through the whole grief cycle in the last year.</strong> First “it’ll never come over here” and “it won’t last”. Then great and anxiety about food supply chains and wishing desperately that we had room in our tiny house for a chest freezer. Then “what the hell people, wear your damn masks or we’ll all be trapped in our homes forever!” Many, many weeks of depression and palpable anxiety. And<strong> finally, in just the last week or two, something approaching acceptance</strong>. I’ve figured out a system that works for me while [my husband] is deployed, and hopefully will work for him when he gets back and we have to share the space again. E. has a good routine and social life with daycare and our daycare family bubble.<strong> I can bake amazing challah and pizza dough after making them both nearly every week for more than 50 weeks now.</strong> More and more people around me are getting vaccinated. Maybe soon I can be vaccinated.<strong> There is still a cynical voice in the back waiting to be let down or disappointed, but in general the optimist is winning.</strong>
March 21, 2021