These blue skies that seem to float above me are teeming with birds. It is spring, and turf wars as well as unbridled enthusiasm fill the air. It is a gorgeous day.
It’s been more than a month since there was a palpable shift in frequency and the changes are still coming fast and furious.
In a single week of March, four people in my family were hospitalized. Since then, there have been several more accidents, illnesses and losses. A lot of us are having a very hard time. Things are not exactly the same; that much is clear.
And yet, well, they are. The backyard birds squabble over nest space, the children at school struggle to be noticed, while the tulips push their way through the rock hard ground in order to meet the sun. Life moves on, it is up to us to keep up with its constant motion.
Letters from friends are giving me a picture of what is going on for us. This is how it looks from here. Continue reading