There are some events in our larger cultural world that will forever define that era.
Three years ago, Covid 19 entered our lives. Up until then, it was far away, impacting other people. Then it hit home.
I was scheduled to go away that weekend. I took my work laptop home, not knowing what was coming. To say that the weekend was odd was an understatement. The plans that we had fell into pieces. The town in which we were staying was oddly quiet. Many of the stores, which under different circumstances would have been open, were closed. The hotel was barely occupied.
When I got home, I turned on the computer to see an email from my company’s CEO. We had the option of going to the office or working from home. I texted my boss to say that I would not be seeing her in person.
Like many of us, I expected to stay home for a couple of weeks, maybe a month at most. Little did we know that everything knew would change.