Holding the sadness I Heather Plett

Yesterday, I came undone. It’s been a rough week. With our province on lockdown (no restaurants, gyms, coffee shops or movie theatres are open, and stores can only sell essential items), the infection numbers staying stubbornly high, the weather getting colder, and the time since I’ve spent any quality time with friends stretching behind and ahead of me, I was feeling claustrophobic, frustrated, and sad. At one point, yesterday, I came out of my bedroom where I was trying to get some work done (the only space I can close the door to work, with my house currently full of daughters), and my daughter looked at me with some alarm. I think I had the look of a caged animal on my face. Read more...