Switzerland & 5 Weeks of Quarantine
April 20, 2020It’s wild to think we were here, traveling across beautiful Switzerland a year ago.
I miss traveling, but even more I miss conversations, spaces outside of our home, days that change (anyone else feel like they’re playing Phil in Groundhog Day?). In many ways, we’re doing ok with all of this – I’ve been able to protect my business and Seth still has a job. We’re healthy, and most of our friends and family are too. But I broke down last night.
Truth be told, I’m not sure I’m as ok as I try to be. I’m desperately missing doing life with people. I crave conversation and experiences that take place outside of my living room. On our walks (truly my saving grace), I’m finding myself chatting to anyone who will strike up of conversation. And these brief interactions with strangers 6+ feet away have become one of my favorite parts of my days.
I can’t wait for the day I can sit in public and close my eyes and hear life happening all around me again.
Last night I cried. My sadness confused me. I’m still trying to understand it. It’s deep inside me, but not consuming. We’re ok. And most of the time I feel hopeful and thankful for this shared experience of a slow world. It honestly feels remarkable most days. But last night I needed to mourn all that has been lost in the last 5 or 6 weeks, and allow for sadness to be a part of this narrative as well.
Taking a deep breath today and continuing on. The most I could ask for of myself in this season is to walk honestly in the joy and the sorrow of this experience.
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