COVID19 Diaries: Week 52

It was just over a year ago that my trial in New York City was shut down because someone, who was last in the building seven days earlier, had tested positive for COVID19.  Three days later, I picked up Elizabeth from school, after a two week pause was announced, and jokingly said, "I hope that this isn't the last day you go to school as a sophomore."  In the last year, our lives were turned upside down.  Emily finished out her 8th grade taking classes on her laptop.  I haven't been inside my office building since November 20th, and before thatI was only in for a few days.  I've learned that I hate working from home but I love spending time with my family (thank goodness); as a family, we've learned that we hate missing our sports and activities, but we were able to fill the time with 40 movies (between March and December), which is five times more than we ever watched in a single year.  We appreciate all of the small moments; we are grateful for our friends; and we miss our family.  We cannot wait to stop wearing masks.  And even Lee thinks that social distancing is for the birds.

When I got nervous in February 2020 and made Lee stock up, he thought that I was crazy.  Until this happened.  For months on end.  Now we have a six month supply of toilet paper and cleaning products at all time.

Grateful that my kids grew closer, rather than apart, during this forced time together.

So much lacrosse and soccer in our backyard.

And so much sunbathing.

Last normal interaction we had with my dad, and we all had to wear masks.

First day of school picture, with masks.

Lonely holiday dinners.

Still wearing masks for sports.