My Daughter's Morbid Stories
There are no nursery rhymes about Covid. I wonder if she finds comfort in making up her own.
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There are no nursery rhymes about Covid. I wonder if she finds comfort in making up her own.
Since February, I've lost my mom and my dog, and started cancer treatment. Still, I daily find joy.
So much seems frozen right now, but my toddler keeps growing. School can be postponed, but his development can’t.
"Many work calls have been interrupted by the sounds of children or pets. In a sense, it’s almost comforting."
After my mom's death, I felt profound grief coupled with isolation. Suddenly my personal sphere was off limits.
"Stepping outside of my crazy, busy existence, I suddenly experienced the balance that had been missing."
"I want to hug the friends who have sustained me over the lonely years, touch their shoulders as I pass them sitting in a chair, drinking the tea we so often share."
Depression, butterflies and indelible transformation. We're taking it day by day.
"I'm not sure if it's comfort we have found in food, or comfort in knowing that we now have time to enjoy our food."
"As a massage therapist in the middle of a global pandemic, I'd like to ask you to stay home—no matter what the governor says."
Searching for sanity in home improvement: "The drooping cabinet door nobody cared about for years is now a disappointment."
"I've decided to use this time to discover my own city by walking or running every street."
When Covid-19 interrupted plans to honor this American hero with a proper retirement ceremony at Fort Myer, we knew we had to step up.
"Being able to read and write more helps me with the uncertainty of the crisis and is also the gift of the crisis."
"All I knew growing up was apartment living. There was always a dish-drain rack."
“With eternal love to my wife, Shannon—and all who’ve magnified the best of us—on this 20th anniversary of our marriage.”
"Back in grad school I was an extrovert. I'm different now. The quarantine has definitely brought out the introvert in me."
"Giving birth to your first child is an exciting and nerve-racking experience. Now throw in a pandemic."
"Will our dogs need grief therapy after we all go back to work? Or will they be relieved?"
"The world stops for hours as I create new paintings. Art has always been my therapy."
Scenes from a middle school theater production: "We have now been in online rehearsals for about four weeks."
"Each time I start class and their names and faces pop up, I let go of the breath I didn’t know I was holding."