...and so the story continues on... time marches forward... it is now more than three months since this pandemic and all it has brought stepped into all of our lives. No one likes the current state of the world... things are beginning to open up and the world is moving on- some areas are still having huge numbers of new infection cases and they are trying to figure out how to maintain a safe space for their residents. N Y has made some big strides but it is unclear whether we will actually be able to maintain them... it is unclear whether schools will be able to reopen fully in September.
On a personal level things are still dragging... Ray is making tiny steps forward, but I am very inpatient- I know this is unfair and I try to reign myself in but I find myself want to step away more and more. The physical distance between us is enormous- he doesn't want to be touched- and the emotion gap is larger yet. We can be sitting together in the same room and yet if feels like I am alone in the world.
I want to be taken care of for a bit, but there's no one to step in and take over the care that I need to be providing to Ray.
I don't know if the world will ever find a normal space again, or whether we will have to create our own routines and accept those as the new normal...
time will tell...
