As spring greets us with warmer weather and mass vaccination, I’m feeling the first pains of what I can only assume is one of many great shifts.
More people are ready to see us, to resume relationships, community. But I’m not as interested as I once might have been.
Mostly, I just want to spend time with the people who stayed with us during this long and lonely winter, the people who suffered too, but managed to make it work.
I find myself mourning these lost relationships all over again. I’m sad and insecure about all the time and energy I spent building them in the first place. Was it worth it? Was it ever really real?