Last night, I saw the last picture of myself from the Before Times. It reemerged as a Facebook memory. I’m smiling and laughing with others, and I have no idea what is coming. At that point, I had just heard of COVID-19, and I knew we were going to need to make some shifts, but I could not have anticipated — nor could anyone have anticipated — the year that would follow.
Tomorrow, meanwhile, is my own personal pandemic-iversary. It was the beginning of lockdown. Bit by bit, we all lost access to experiences we love and people we love, and the things we could do began to narrow.
One year later — pretty much exactly one year later — we are about to experience the opposite. Bit by bit, we are going to gain access to experiences we love and people we love, and the things we can do are about to expand. This is going to be a very gradual process, but here’s the thing that fills me with excitement and gratitude:
We’re already in it.