…seeing flags around the country at half-mast for coronavirus victims.
…cringing at news of two women fighting over toilet paper in our local Walmart.
…watching in fear as my son-in-law goes to work every day.
…being selfishly grateful that my daughter can mostly work from home.
…reassuring my fifty-year-old son that he WILL find a good job after lay-off.
…thanking grocery store clerks behind plexiglass, wearing masks and gloves.
…empathizing with the staggering numbers of unemployed applying for benefits.
…fearing President Trump will insist the country gather for church services on Easter.
… absorbing the rare sight of restaurants, theatres, shopping malls — dark.
…noticing parks and playgrounds roped off and monitored by police.
…waving to my daughter as she leaves groceries and blows me a kiss.
…watching my nine-year-old granddaughter’s virtual birthday party with friends.
…worrying about friends in assisted living centers who are being cared for by workers with no masks and no gloves.
…connecting with friends all over the country who are “locked down” like me.
…thinking about my friend in the hospital on a ventilator, battered by the virus.
…feeling my heart sink when I learn my brother, hospitalized for cancer surgery, has been exposed to the virus by his nurse.
…watching scenes of refrigerated trucks filled with bodies of people who died without the comfort of loved ones around them.
…being grateful for people sewing masks, shopping for seniors, caring by distancing; being grateful to be safe in my home and loved by my friends and family.
…wondering when and how it will end and who we will be when it does.
SHARON CANFIELD DORSEY is an award-winning poet and author of four children’s books, a memoir, Daughter of the Mountains; a book of poetry, Tapestry; and a travel memoir, Road Trip. WATCH FOR HER NEW POETRY BOOK, WALK WITH ME, OUT SOON. Sharon’s books are available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, High Tide Publications, and from the author.