Today marks 21 days since we started social distancing, quarantine, and being home. While yesterday the schools were pronounced closed until the next school year, today we move forward. Yesterday I listened to music and cried. I was folding laundry, and the weight of reality hit me hard. I just cried. It is like theContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Could Be Worse”
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Quarantine Diary: Flames
The sun. It shines today, and for the first time in a long time, I can actually feel it. It didn’t matter much if it shined before. It was hard to enjoy it. There was an ache in my bones that wasn’t warmed by the sun, and there was a rock in my stomach thatContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Flames”
Quarantine Diary: Minutes
Give it a minute. Before this is over, you’ll be changed. I’m reading the words all over the place: What are you excited to do when this is over? What do you miss since being quarantined? My first thought was how excited I am to hug the people I love. All of them. And huggingContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Minutes”
Quarantine Diary: Tendons
Before I had time to think, we were holed up together and uncertain of a time when normalcy would ever return. What a rude awakening. Just days before, I was sitting in a hospital waiting to have a scheduled surgery. My husband and I were watching the news that morning as the virus was beginningContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Tendons”
Muscles & Bones
My alarm goes off, and I reach over to silence it. Maybe hit the snooze button a few times. I get up, and begin the trek upstairs to my boys. Sometime in the last few months I’ve noticed something new: my muscles ache and my bones crack in the early morning as I walk upContinue reading “Muscles & Bones”
The Wind
Standing before me is a mountain I have never asked to climb. It isn’t one I want to die on, nor is it one I’d like the world to witness. But lo and behold, here we all are standing before mountains we never asked for and lives we never envisioned, with troubles at every valleyContinue reading “The Wind”
Walking in the Fields
Feet on the ground. My feet are on the ground, and it’s a moment where I wish they weren’t. The perspective from right here sucks. I see you all plowing, planting, and fertilizing the soil under your own feet, and I don’t know what kind of fruit you’re looking to produce. I don’t even knowContinue reading “Walking in the Fields”
JANELLE DELAGRANGE 