Covid Diaries

Over the past few days, we received a light dusting of snow. There’s just something about the quiet and the stillness. The hush that has fallen over the land – echoing the silence of the streets. It’s achingly and hauntingly beautiful – all in one breath. And it feels like isolation and at the same time, renewal. It feels like hope and inward reflection. It feels like the release of fear and the acceptance of surrender. It feels like falling in love.

This is how I want to remember these days of solitude – music and love and laughter – so much laughter – and slow dancing in the kitchen with my husband. The sips of wine as I chop onion and garlic while he fillets and sears. The contentment. The seduction. The peace. The here and now and forever…

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