When you look at life and struggle, a seed of hope appears inside. The coronavirus pandemic in 2020 found my family not in the best its shape. We just temporarily (ha!) moved from a three-room apartment to a one-room apartment. I mean me with my anxiety, my sick husband, my very active four-year-old daughter and golden retriever, her faithful companion in all games. We were going to buy another spacious apartment, make repairs and move there. We didn’t think we’d be in such a small space for that long. When quarantine was announced, we tried not to lose heart, but…
A young mother hiding in the kitchen and writing an essay about love, loss, and anxiously during the day.