10 April, 2020: Sitting around drinking coffee with Mum and Georgie.
Mum is on her phone, probably playing Candy Crush; Georgie is checking orders for hand sanitiser and wine.
It’s one of those times that already feels like I’m looking back on a memory, that in years to come we’ll all recall this weird time, of COVID-19, living at home, stress and fear and isolation, close family quarters, Tiger King, taking turns cooking dinner, learning to make bread with Dad, playing in the garden with Mum, taking photos of Georgie’s woven art pieces.
Sometimes it feels hard but today it is light. This feels easy, normal, calm.
I want a family of my own to do this with, and I feel fear that it will never happen.
But for now, this is nice.