Remember back in the 60s when everyone was building bomb shelters? They planned to move the family into them and live there for months until it was time to come out safely.
We didn’t have the nuclear war everyone was expecting back then, so we didn’t try all living in one small space for weeks at a time. We’re trying it now however. Getting a taste of what it’s like when the world outside the door is scary.
Lucky for us, the grocery stores are still open, the pizza joint still delivers, Netflix is streaming, and your FaceTime conversations with your best friend are still a go.
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Been sending a lot of texts these days that open with the question, “How are you?” That’s my main concern for everyone I know – checking that they are healthy and getting through this pandemic all right.
This is my text to you readers, with my hopes that you are all right, too, and that everyone comes out at the end of this in good health.
I started self-isolating about a week and a half before anyone suggested it, so I’ve already done a month of isolation. Even for an introvert (aren’t all writers introverts?) that’s a bit much, and we probably have at least all of April to go.
So hang in there, stay safe, stay healthy, stay home. #JustWrite #InThisTogether
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The old fashioned board games, the kind where you have to do the adding and subtracting yourself, were the best. I loved counting up my Monopoly money or figuring out my Life points. Now the board games have electronic ways to keep track of the numbers. It goes faster, but it isn’t as much fun. Let’s dig that old Monopoly board out of the closet, shall we? Oh, wait, what about Scrabble, too?
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The little shed in the yard was our secret hideout. The best thing was when mom gave us big slices of homemade bread with butter and cinnamon sugar on top. We took it to the secret hideout where we could plot adventures and share secrets.
The hideout was full of shovels and hoes and things. I thought it would be fun to use them to plant peas. (Mom said it was time to plant the peas.) Nathan wanted to play with the water guns. We decided to do both, but peas first!
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Growing up an only child, turning into a introvert as an adult, being home alone for extended periods of time is no big deal for me. But in this time of a national health scare, many people are trying it out for the first time. Or maybe they are home with family and it’s not as much fun as they’d hope.
I go for walks, play Words with Friends, listen to audio books, watch TV. Sometimes I even clean the house. The days are full, not empty. I hope you feel the same way.
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Terrible bowlers, we were. We got together to throw heavy balls toward the pins in hopes of hitting one or two. Sometimes we did. Often we did not. But we sang with the loud music, drank a pitcher of beer, learned the two step while waiting our turn at the lane, and had fun anyway. The high scorer made about 78 points. It was a great night!
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The Meals on Wheels lady called out, “Hey, Sweetheart,” when she knocked on the door. Then she’d come on in without waiting because she knew how hard it was for me to open the door. She’d talk about the food she brought, the weather that day. She’d hold my hand and pat my back. She’d smile and make me smile. Then she was gone. But the food always tasted like sunshine after she left.
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I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for a little sunshine on my shoulders. The days are getting longer and I’m getting itchy for spring. Are the daffodils coming up yet? Is it time to trim the rose bush? Those are spring thoughts. When you have those thoughts while its below freezing outside its time for a change of seasons.
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