How to Survive This Winter
And election. And holiday season.
This summer was a welcome respite from the long months indoors closed off from so many faces that I love.
It was deeply gratifying to have friends over for outdoor dinners and drinks on the porch. Even if at separate tables with some feet between us, I could feel the warmth of companionship right down to my toes.
To gather with beloved others outdoors to hike and kayak and splash in the waves.
To hold a new niece for the first time.
It wasn’t everything. But it was a whole heck of a lot.
Now as the days grow shorter and the New England temperatures begin their steady decline, the virus is surging both locally and nationally, and also creeping in on those I love, in what feels like a tight net drawing closer and closer.
First, my parents’ favorite restaurant closed for an outbreak. Then cases started springing up where I teach. Where my daughter goes to school. My in-laws’ tennis…
