Getting out and doing things post-divorce is an important coping strategy. This is a piece I wrote about trying to get out as this pandemic is, hopefully, nearing its end. Feel free to complain along with me.
It starts like this...
Because I have not experienced the bone-crushing losses due
to COVID that many have, I hate to complain about how it will be post-pandemic.
Nevertheless, as we are possibly just emerging from the thick of it, I'm going
to give myself the grace I've been telling others to give themselves and go
ahead and complain.
Last week we went to Gibbs Gardens, a lovely, wooded spot in
Ball Ground, Georgia—no, I'm not kidding about that name. You can see from my
photos that it is indeed a beautiful place.
The day was intentionally selected to avoid crowds. And it
was not crowded. I shudder to think about what it's like on the weekend with
more people, more kids, more noise. I'm sure it's still amazing, just not as
amazing. Especially these days.
There were singles, couples and small groups of people. You
know how you tend to stop and cluster together to talk when you're with a bunch
of people? Well, that happened. As I'm approaching one of these groups I'm
starting to wonder, do I need to put my mask on?
Were I not vaccinated this could be one of those two out of three situations ((1) outdoors and (2) distanced, but not (3) masked, since said group was unmasked) in which you don't need a mask.
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