Day 26 (Friday, April 10): Everyday I think, “I need to get back to my blog.” But I have also been trying to avoid getting sucked into too much information on the web. There are articles, news updates, blogs, and data galore, most of which is well-intended, but some of which is contradicting and biased. Without getting into a scientific or political debate, I think we are all just doing our best to read, listen, interpret, and ultimately stay safe. But this is an adjustment for everyone; although for some more than others.

My husband has worked from home for the past 15 years. Actually, for both of us, if we aren’t traveling for work, we are at home. And while he misses going to his daily Orange Theory class (opting for the online version in our basement), and I miss walks, coffees, and time with friends, Jamie & I are used to spending a large chunk of our days at home.

But not so much for our children. So while I am feeling the displacement of the quarantine, I need to remember that my children are much more displaced than I am. They are used to being at school for eight hours a day; they are used to another three hours of practices, either in the pool or on a field. As teenagers, they spend little time at home (very little time, if you don’t include sleeping). They must notice the daily affect of the shelter-in-place much more than I, and I need to remember that.

Today is Good Friday, a somber day in the Christian faith. It’s a quiet day in our house as well. Maybe this is what Good Friday should always be like: quiet, reflective, prayerful; instead of classes, workouts, and errands. While 2020 is the year the world stopped, I am trying to take time this Holy Week, and this Easter weekend, to remember why we celebrate Easter and in a way that reflects how we should celebrate Easter: simply, quietly, joyfully, intimately.

Peacefully.