When the virus finally hits home, our home: Reality kicks in and your heart shatters slowly. As symptoms begin, reality hits hard. It’s like chewing up broccoli; as if you’re smelling an Oreo in a vicious way. It’s about knowing if your trashcan smells or not and needs to be emptied. Your little one just soiled his diaper; you don’t know it because you can’t smell it. Imagine needing to nap from complete exhaustion but you can’t because everyone else is very needy too. You remember you have to cook for your family so they eat too but you can’t taste it, so why bother. As laundry piles up, most likely it starts to stink. Oh, there’s always tomorrow and who cares.
Our quarantine lock up was not only a migraine and probably the worst week of the year so far. As a mother you always want to see your family safe, happy, and content. We took advantage of many things before as we will never again. We all enjoyed the quality family time. Quarantine was also a well-deserved break from the outside world. We laughed, we danced, we sang, watched movies and played many hide-and-seek games. We smiled and we cried. We made memories as my partner and I both shared and celebrated our fourth year in recovery together. We coped with things as a couple and we fight for what’s best for our family every single day. Keep your family safe and always hug them tight. As I repeat in my mind, “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and wisdom to know the difference.”