These are such unusual times. For the most part, all is well with me. I have work, I have worked at home for a long time so it feels normal, my children have adjusted to being home and are learning and connecting with friends online, our financial situation is stable, my out of work chef daughter is getting financial assistance from the government, and our home is comfy. That said, my empathy muscle becomes exhausted every day about 5 pm and I often weep for all people have lost. I’m fine but I worry about others. I am able to brush it off by dinner time to be ok as we gather and eat together. With everyone making delicious food, I often think, “Who knew a pandemic would be so delicious?”...
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