Week of March 23rd
This week felt really long and I felt like there was a constant drum beating in my head along with an angry voice that I could not seem to silence.
My parents weren’t able to fly home from Florida on Monday, March 23rd because the person who drives their car home from Florida is also the Chief of Police in Sea Isle City. He wasn’t able to take the time off because the town had become crowded with second home owners and their college aged kids who were having parties. The problem of second home owners coming down the shore only seemed to be getting worse and at some point in the week the Governor urged second home owners not to come down. By the end of the week most of the towns in Cape May County had closed their beaches and boardwalks.
We celebrated Grace’s 4th birthday on Wednesday, March 25th. What should have been a really exciting event one we had been planning for, for months was now just a small party at home just the 4 of us. I tried to stop mentioning her birthday too much since we had canceled the party. The owners of the company I work for set up a Frozen story time with Elsa on Grace’s birthday, it was really cute. John baked cupcakes. She also had a virtual play date with her friend Amelia and we had all of the family get on zoom to sing Happy Birthday. It was a great day and Grace didn’t seem to notice how weird it was to not have family there or have a party. But I found myself constantly thinking of all the things and people that were missing.
On Friday, March 27th my Sister-in-law had my niece at a hospital in Philadelphia. I think we were all relieved that it went smoothly and they were able to get out of the house on Sunday.
Jack seems to be taking all of this the hardest. The kids are definitely starting to go stir crazy and while we try to get outside when the weather is nice, the weather hasn’t been as nice as I would like. I’m letting him play video games more so that he can chat with his friends and that seems to make him happy.
All of this time together the 4 of us is alot but I actually don’t mind it. I’m grateful for a big house with room for us all to spread out. I’m grateful for a husband who I like and enjoy spending time with.
I’m trying to tune out the news as much as I can. I find myself watching Andrew Cuomo in New Yorks updates. He’s compassionate and caring and provides facts and data and does it in a reassuring way. I can’t watch the President. The more the news comes out about what he knew and when he knew it the angrier I get. His lack of action is why we are in this situation. He spent most of the week talking about how he wanted the churches filled by Easter and America back to work. Which was against all medical advice. And while I knew it wouldn’t happen and that he doesn’t have that power (it lies with the states) it was infuriating that he was once again being careless with American lives.