I never expected quarantine to last so long. Naively, I thought this was a chance for our country to unify. I joined other crafters in making masks for family and friends . When photographers offered porch portraits for charity, we picked one raising funds for Meals on Wheels. When our stimulus arrived, we splurged a little on local businesses, knowing we wanted them to survive until they could reopen. We are lucky. My husband and I work from home.
Social isolation isn’t the right term. My daughter celebrated her birthday with an online video-game party. But there is physical isolation. I don’t get to hug my elderly father anymore. I am in a split-screen state. I miss dancing, theater, travel. I worry about the future of our country. There is also time to explore new horizons. For that, I am grateful.