No More Friendship Circles, COVID For A 5 Year Old
5 min readMay 17, 2020
Standing in the kitchen, fussing with something, tidying up the counter perhaps. I can’t remember exactly what I was doing in the moment. Probably because my brain glossed over the unimportant task I was handling when I was hit with a proverbial 2x4.
We were waiting for my husband to return home in the time of Covid: he was picking up our curbside grocery order. I knew we’d…
