Watching the Neighbors Walk By
I sit by the window and see my neighbors walking, chatting, and enjoying the warmer weather. Families are spending time together. I watch parents and children go by on their bikes like a family of ducks moving in a zigzagged line.
It is easy to figure out who lives together and who lives next to each other. Neighbors are separated by six feet; families are close ranks. My sister and I walk for miles down the river paths. We maintain about four feet between us. We don't live together but we still need that closeness.
When I watch people passing by in my neighborhood, I realize that, for some people, current events are giving them more time to spend with one another. Children are reuniting with parents and siblings. Partners are reconnecting with one another. Life has slowed down.
I wish that we all could experience this slowed pace and reconnection. But, I know that most people are experiencing a great deal of stress and anxiety. People fear for their loved ones and those around them. Some worry about food, bills, loans, and jobs. We all worry that, if we catch the virus and become really ill, our medical community may not able to keep us alive. I worry most about those who do not have the resources to deal with this epidemic. I worry about the poor and disadvantaged people.
Beginning Our Walk
I sit by the window and see my neighbors walking, chatting, and enjoying the warmer weather. Families are spending time together. I watch parents and children go by on their bikes like a family of ducks moving in a zigzagged line.
It is easy to figure out who lives together and who lives next to each other. Neighbors are separated by six feet; families are close ranks. My sister and I walk for miles down the river paths. We maintain about four feet between us. We don't live together but we still need that closeness.
When I watch people passing by in my neighborhood, I realize that, for some people, current events are giving them more time to spend with one another. Children are reuniting with parents and siblings. Partners are reconnecting with one another. Life has slowed down.
I wish that we all could experience this slowed pace and reconnection. But, I know that most people are experiencing a great deal of stress and anxiety. People fear for their loved ones and those around them. Some worry about food, bills, loans, and jobs. We all worry that, if we catch the virus and become really ill, our medical community may not able to keep us alive. I worry most about those who do not have the resources to deal with this epidemic. I worry about the poor and disadvantaged people.
Waling by the Deleware River
I sit by the window and see my neighbors walking, chatting, and enjoying the warmer weather. Families are spending time together. I watch parents and children go by on their bikes like a family of ducks moving in a zigzagged line.
It is easy to figure out who lives together and who lives next to each other. Neighbors are separated by six feet; families are close ranks. My sister and I walk for miles down the river paths. We maintain about four feet between us. We don't live together but we still need that closeness.
When I watch people passing by in my neighborhood, I realize that, for some people, current events are giving them more time to spend with one another. Children are reuniting with parents and siblings. Partners are reconnecting with one another. Life has slowed down.
I wish that we all could experience this slowed pace and reconnection. But, I know that most people are experiencing a great deal of stress and anxiety. People fear for their loved ones and those around them. Some worry about food, bills, loans, and jobs. We all worry that, if we catch the virus and become really ill, our medical community may not able to keep us alive. I worry most about those who do not have the resources to deal with this epidemic. I worry about the poor and disadvantaged people.
Resting After a Walk
I sit by the window and see my neighbors walking, chatting, and enjoying the warmer weather. Families are spending time together. I watch parents and children go by on their bikes like a family of ducks moving in a zigzagged line.
It is easy to figure out who lives together and who lives next to each other. Neighbors are separated by six feet; families are close ranks. My sister and I walk for miles down the river paths. We maintain about four feet between us. We don't live together but we still need that closeness.
When I watch people passing by in my neighborhood, I realize that, for some people, current events are giving them more time to spend with one another. Children are reuniting with parents and siblings. Partners are reconnecting with one another. Life has slowed down.
I wish that we all could experience this slowed pace and reconnection. But, I know that most people are experiencing a great deal of stress and anxiety. People fear for their loved ones and those around them. Some worry about food, bills, loans, and jobs. We all worry that, if we catch the virus and become really ill, our medical community may not able to keep us alive. I worry most about those who do not have the resources to deal with this epidemic. I worry about the poor and disadvantaged people.