After fifteen months of madness, loss, confusion, and anger, another family member is critically ill, and I can’t help but wonder if we will lose another loved one at the end of the pandemic, as we lost one at the beginning, like grief brackets around a long year of global death.
We aren’t the only ones experiencing loss; several friends and acquaintances have suffered losses as well over the past few weeks and months. And I hate that my capacity to ‘be there’ for others is greatly diminished as we can’t seem to get out of our own family losses.
Can we just have some boring, predictable months? Please?