Some things I don’t want to forget. The first week of things closing down here, March 15-21, I would wake up without an alarm when my body wanted to and forget that there was a pandemic, that school was cancelled, that stores and restaurants were closing, that we wouldn’t be going to church for weeks. The forgetting wouldn’t even last more than a brief moment, but it was a nice, peaceful moment.
Also, once that brief moment of forgetting passed in the morning, the rest of my days that first and most of the second week, I was paralyzed by fear. I was watching daily news briefings with President Trump, reading various news sites and anticipating the illness and deaths of friends and family members. I remember thinking if I could look into the future just a few weeks, I wouldn’t be brave enough.
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