What we've lost in through the looking glass.

  • Feb. 11, 2022, 7:29 a.m.
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An email announcing the birth of a child for old acquaintances of ours. I didn’t even know she was pregnant. In these moments I’m reminded how much of our hard-fought-for community has been rended from us. I’m not sure that it will ever return. And right now, with two small children to care for, we certainly don’t have the capacity to find and nurture its reemergence. When we need it most.

It’s the same with friendships. With our family too, though frankly that’s squarely on their shoulders and not the pandemic.

I feel so alone.

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