today is the second day of our self-quarantine. the girls have no school for at least the next three weeks, and terry is working from home indefinitely. grocery stores have been ransacked, and many of our favorite restaurants and stores are closed. there've already been some tears and a lot of laughs and a game of mousetrap and a packed couch to watch raising arizona together and some pretty good food ifimaysaysomyself (because we're still in the early perishable phase of our rations) and a ton of springlike sunshine and chatting over fences with neighbors and maybe even a nap or two. people all over social media are preaching the word of slow living during this time. videos of italian villages bursting with song are warming cold hearts everywhere. stories of volunteeers from wuhan, china coming to aid sick italians in their time of need restore global faith in humanity. connection on every level seems to be happening deeply and consciously around the world in spite of our isolation, and it is truly the antidote to fear. i even discovered through a friend's insta story the nap ministry (!!!). their bio is:
"We examine the liberating power of naps. We believe rest is a form of resistance and reparations. We install Nap Experiences. Founded in 2016."
we are committed to do our part. day one of quarantine in the white house:
