*hugs* I didn't have a social life at all at that time, so now I'm tasked with a kind of double loss--of the normality of what was and yet was not for me. I press on with that persistent ache and am carving out my own kind of "normal" now.
*liking* your comment didn't feel appropriate, since I don't like the loss of dinner gatherings for you! I dream of a life with dinner parties; I always have.
Visual and emotive piece - what a dystopic period of collective trauma the pandemic was. The air doesn't feel quite the same since.
It really hasn't.
This is a truly lovely start to that looking.
🥰❤️ I'm curious to see what else begins to emerge as we get farther away from that (this?) time.
it has been hard for me to restart my social life. we used to have people over for dinner often and we just don’t do that anymore.
*hugs* I didn't have a social life at all at that time, so now I'm tasked with a kind of double loss--of the normality of what was and yet was not for me. I press on with that persistent ache and am carving out my own kind of "normal" now.
*liking* your comment didn't feel appropriate, since I don't like the loss of dinner gatherings for you! I dream of a life with dinner parties; I always have.