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March 1st
We started to hear rumors about the Coronavirus entering the states, but we had been scared by things like this before. Ebola was only a few years ago, and look, now no one is talking about it. I brushed the virus off as a story the media was blowing out of proportion. Plus, I didn’t want this to affect the bachelorette cruise that I had planned in two weeks. A weekend with my girlfriends to celebrate my last few weeks as a single woman. No, this couldn’t affect that.

March 11th
I am crying on my kitchen floor. Almost all of my girlfriends had explained to me how they did not feel comfortable going on our cruise to Mexica, and we would have to celebrate at a safer time. Cruises were starting to be quarantines off the shore of CA with positive cases, and a death had been linked back to one of them. I was so stubborn; we were supposed to leave in the morning and I just did not want to back down. This might be real after all. After breaking down, my wonderful friend hatched a back up plan and we were headed to San Diego to celebrate.

March 15th
The Arizona Governor has just enacted a stay-at-home order. My work in marketing for U-Haul International is somehow deemed “essential”, and my fiancé who is a Journeyman Lineman is definitely “essential” heads off to work to keep everyone’s power on. My 8-year-old daughter had been on Spring Break the previous week, and over the weekend we got the news that children would not be returning to school. So, I headed back to the office Monday morning after sending her off to Grandmas.

As the week went by, I started to learn more as I browsed through news article after new article, and started to regret the weekend we had spent bar hopping and drinking by the pool. Selfishly, I started to worry that this would affect our upcoming nuptials.

March 20th
6PM - The phone call comes in from the boss asking if I brought my laptop home which I always do. “Go ahead and work from home until further notice. This should all be over in a week or two” he said. It was all bittersweet. This is everything I had been hoping for. The chance to spend more time with my fiancé and my daughter, and to take a break from the 1 ½ hour commute each way every day, but the disturbance to our daily schedule left me feeling a bit nervous about the future ahead.

March 23rd
Working, homeschooling, deep cleaning the house, laundry, laundry laundry. This wasn’t all so hard. Wow, I can get a lot done in a day!
April 3rd
Kyle and I headed up to Pinetop, AZ where we would spend the night in the cabin that was meant for our wedding night. We would drive past the venue that was supposed to be filled with busy bees setting up the tables and chairs. We would have to stare out the window at the barn that was going to be decorated with all the details I had spent the last year and a half putting together. Where all of our family and friends were supposed to be celebrating our union together with drinks from the horse trailer bar Kyle had built.
How did this happen? How did this virus come out of nowhere and change our lives so completely?

May 1st
The days have somewhat blended together. Homeschooling has consisted of online assignments, arts and crafts, and learning how to cook. We are doing our best to provide a schedule and to provide consistency, but I sometimes feel like I am failing her. I have to stop myself when I start to think that way, because I know that what she needs in this time of uncertainty more than anything is love and a rock to rely on. SO even when I feel like I am going to fall apart I know I need to stay strong for her.
We aren’t forced to go off to war, and I did not lose my job like so many others. We were simply told to stay safe at home. I am still going on hikes and bike rides. I still have money coming in and I am still ordering food from our favorite local restaurants. I am still having facetime happy hours with girlfriends. So why am I still feeling so scared?
Our world has been flipped upside down, but we are still here. We are praying that this does not creep its way into our own communities and families, but has started to. We are still fighting for normalcy, but we need to learn to be resilient. Together we are learning to make small changes to save lives. Wearing our hand sewn face masks, ordering food rather than sitting down in a restaurant, or drive up grocery pickup is the new normal, and we are pretty lucky that technology has made all of this easier.
Through all of this, I look around and see so many people making small steps to better our world. Our neighbor placed a table on the edge of their property with a sign that read “take what you need” written in children’s handwriting. On the table lay fresh eggs from their chickens, herbs in small pots from their garden, and other supplies like toilet paper. We attended a surprise birthday parade for a 10-year-old that brought the biggest smile to her face. Ellie’s kindergarten teacher has been sending bedtime story videos to keep her connected. This is our new world and it is a beautiful one.

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