Danica messaged us. For an English essay, she . . . well, here's the message.
Does anyone remember when we started staying at dad’s and when we returned to mom’s during Covid. I would like to know for an essay I’m writing but it’s very hard for me to remember events from that time.
We started looking for the answer to Dani's question, and I first found it on Flickr. It can be easier and quicker to look up things in Flickr than in Blogger although I tried Blogger first.
Following, is the timeline that I pieced together.
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Because Shauna worked at a seniors residence, there were concerns about the spread of COVID in that tight environment, so Shauna sent the kids to the safety of their dad's house.
This is the photo that I posted to Flickr on May 16 2020 (my mother's birthday) but taken the day before, May 15 2020, after a separation of eight weeks. Their dad took this photo of their greeting after driving the kids over to Sha's house.
Once I had found the date on Flickr, I moved on to Blogger, where I had posted the colour version in addition to the b&w.
This is what I wrote on both Flickr and Blogger. I don't think there is one other example of me posting exactly the same thing on both platforms in over twenty years on both mediums.
Eight weeks ago, my daughter made the difficult decision to send the kids to their dad's place. She made this sacrifice because of the dangers inherent in working in a seniors residence at this time. However, her residence has been safe for many many weeks, and it was time for the kids to come home. Tears may have been shed during this hug, but there were certainly moist eyes here upon seeing the photo. (taken by their dad, I presume)
I am proud of my daughter for making this selfless decision, and I am thrilled that they are back together.
As we looked back on those pictures, we all re-experienced some poignant feelings, or at least all of the adults did.
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You will probably want to stop reading at this point, for the above was all that I intended to post. However, I became curious as to what happened both before and after that reunion in the days of that viral threat, so I add the following for my personal and family benefit.
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They were hard times in a way, for this is how we had celebrated Sue's birthday that year, 2020, just a few days after the lockdown. The kids and their stepsisters came by with signs.
Then came Danica's birthday almost a month later on April 19. We celebrated at safe social distances in the cold garage.
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Late December 2024 |
2020 should forever remain pretty easily identified in our photographic record of life.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to realize it was five years ago already. I never had a human touch for years. When my son visited, we sat far apart and masked. My neighbors and I talked only outdoors. It was a weird time.
ReplyDeleteI was almost surprised to think it was 5 years already.
DeleteYou and I were fortunate not to lose anyone in our families. Love all the pics.
ReplyDeleteVery touching post. I think back at that time and wonder if those hardships were really necessary.
ReplyDeleteMy life didn't seem to change much. We did visit with a neighbor outside on their lawn. I was clearing my mother's house to sell. There are some touching photos here.
ReplyDeleteI remember many of those pictures. I think the thing that I remember most keenly about those years is that first Christmas, when we drove 5 hours to deliver my granddaughter's Christmas. We set it outside and left. They found the things and called to ask why we had not called to let them know. They could have waved from the porch. It was selfish of me, probably but it would have broken my heart. My granddaughter would not have understood why I was leaving her and I would have cried all the way home.
ReplyDeleteThat’s an amazing story and sacrifice. I feel for you all over again.
DeleteThanks for sharing your remembrances of the pandemic. I remember my granddaughter graduating from high school by cars passing in front of a tent where the principal handed out diplomas, one graduate at a time. I had my May 2020 heart attack and remember how the nurses and hospital staff were still stunned by new procedures to follow, since I had chronic respiratory problems as well. Families tried to support those at risk, but still people got sick, and most survived. My thoughts still go to all who didn't make it and their loved ones. But then last year we got another crisis with the hurricane to deal with.
ReplyDeleteYou are so lucky to have them close, even virtually. We have just been in touch with a friend who lives in Montreal and has a daughter and grandkids in Washington. He just had a visit from them, for a few days as the grandaugther had a week off school. His wife died last fall and he is pretty alone and at a loss.
ReplyDeleteIt was not a good move financially, but it was the right thing to do for us.
DeleteThe sacrifice your daughter made with her sweet kids brings me to tears. I didn't consider people having to make that kind of decision. Such a sweet post, a lovely close family.
ReplyDeleteThis brought back many memories of distance, outdoor activities and car coffee dates. They weren't all bad times and I learned a lot about myself. (and others) Not all of it positive.
ReplyDeleteThe Covid Days seem so long ago. You have some lovely photos with beautiful memories.
ReplyDeleteThis post made me a bit teary. Those were hard times. My Dad was in care and it was so sad to see the people there so isolated. We did Facetime but they had no real social interactions or activities.
ReplyDeleteCount me in with the teary folks. That was a really rough time. I am glad that we are through it, and hate that so many people dismiss it as not that bad.
ReplyDeleteMemories! A tough time which led us to make the move from Maryland to be closer to at least one of our two daughters.
ReplyDeleteI'm really glad you shared this and I read to the end and would have read more if you had written. It set off loads of memories for me -- memories that I have been thinking about for a few weeks now. (My Canada trip set them off, as we were in Canada when it was "officially" declared and then Rick left me there. I made it home two days before they closed the border.) Like you, we had those times of virtual holidays and celebrations, then distanced or yes, in the garage; tightening, loosening and tightening again. And Covid hair. I might have to write about this too when I finish the England posts. There are actually some GOOD memories there, too.
ReplyDeleteAnd that was a VERY selfless act and I'm so glad you shared it here.
It sounds like you have quite a story to tell.
DeletePhotos will keep the memories from that difficult time. I remembered every single bit though
ReplyDeleteIt was a difficult time but we all did what we had to do. These photos are important ones in your family’s history.
ReplyDeleteA fine family album!
ReplyDeleteNot the best time, but we made the best of it.
ReplyDeleteYou relive some memories of very tricky times. Things were changing quickly. The powers that be didn't know anything for sure. We were flying by the seat of our pants.
ReplyDeleteWow, that's a poignant and striking reminder of those days! Living where we do, and with most family miles away, we didn't have to worry too much, and had any family events outdoors, as you did. But we definitely did not see much of our guys during those 2 years.
ReplyDeleteThey were times when we learned a lot about the world, and ourselves.
ReplyDeleteWow. Your post made me go back and look at my COVID blogs.
ReplyDeleteAnd it reminded me of tough decisions and tough times. It feels much like we are headed there again, but hopefully without a pandemic.