Today, my parents celebrate 55 years of marriage. They got married in 1965. To say that they're the best parents Sis and I could ever have is a major understatement of the universe.
Like many people, I'd heard the chatter about COVID-19. The media was doing its thing by raising this issue to fear-mongering levels, so it made it easy not to tune in.
Until I did.
The first week of March, the company that I currently temp for offered a WFH option; I took it. By the second week, it had become mandatory. I knew my parents were part of the susceptible age group (they're both in their late 70's) and had no idea how this virus would affect our family.
Until it did.
Black goddess musings on life and becoming a sustainably-conscious human being.