Single Lane.

We are all in the single lane, at home with our families, or alone, or with our partners, whomever and wherever we happened to end up when the order was sent out.

Stay at home.

I love staying at home.  Except when I have to stay at home.  Quite the rebel, but I think we are all like that.

Freedom seekers.

And yet this matters so much that we do stay home so that we can create the Freedom to live on with our families and our friends.

So many cannot say that.  Too much death and despair, hopelessness and fear has overcome all of us. Not always the death.  Maybe not the despair.

But I challenge anyone looking for toilet paper after the third empty store not to shed a few tears.

Toilet Paper.

Toilet Paper.

And now yeast and flour.

Everyone who grew up watching Little House on the Prairie, like I did wants to make their own bread.

My grocery associate called me when the yeast came in, I thought I might go too far if I asked him to call me when the toilet paper came in.  But he called (for the yeast) and that phone call was one of the sweetest, except the one from my parents, that I have received this whole pandemic.

Pandemic.

I have a mask that I found in one of my old Emergency/Disaster kits.  It is a respirator mask, not the kind the healthcare workers would wear, but maybe something a painter might don?  I'm not sure.  I'm pretty sure I look ridiculous in it  But I don't care.  If someone is protected from me, because that's what it is all about, then, yes, I will wear it.  I might be silent carrier, I mean, I hope not, but this is what we are hearing. You never know who has it.

I stopped drinking more than sips of wine as soon as the orders to stay home were advised.  Maybe it is like when the kids were little, you never know when you might have to pick up that disaster kit and run.  That would be no fun on a hangover. (When the kids were small we didn't drink in case we had to take them to emergency or the doctor, or if they needed us in the night)

Right now I am ready for this to be over.  But that is not happening any time soon.  I am lucky that I a still working (from home).  My husband is not.  The kids play games and have recently started on line school.  We make homemade meals daily, and usually eat together as a family.  That didn't happen with as much regularity as it is happening now.

I love our dinners.

I love our talks.

I hope there is some way to merge, when we come out of this, the old way with this new weird and strange way. The best of both worlds.  In the single lane.

Please stay safe.

Stay strong.

We are in the thick of it, but we are stronger than we think (it's true even though I always felt resistance to that phrase).

We are a world together.  Hoping to love those we love and play with those we want to play.   Simple asks in a world where nothing, right now, is more simple than staying home.

Love to all.

Sandra XXOO