“Mommy’s here?”

I inevitably hear his little voice confirming my presence, right as I’m about to leave – at daycare dropoff, at bedtime, before running an errand. And every time, it squeezes my heart just a little, both with its sweetness and its sadness. Because in those moments, I am about to not  be here with him,…

Something Like Normal

Yesterday I forgot to check the number of new COVID cases in DC until 6pm. And before that, I forgot to check for a whole long weekend. I go for walks now without putting on a mask, even if it is wadded up in my pocket, or wrapped around my wrist, just in case.

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