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Week 21 - We round off our week with Sally hoping the world stops being upside down

 Edited BY


G P Kennedy 

Sally and the baby - London, UK

 This time next year, at the moment I can’t even see past this time next week.  I have my first job since February but it is in Manchester, which means that myself, my boyfriend and the baby have to stay in my parents house in Liverpool so I can make a 30 mile drive to work each day instead of a 230 mile one if we stayed London.  This is causing me a lot of anxiety as I want to keep my family and myself safe but also I would like some ‘normality’ back in our lives. 

 

 I have spoken to colleagues who have already had a few days at work and they say that TV studios have all safety measures in places so as long as I wear a mask and sanitize and observe social distance rules then it shouldn’t be anymore stressful than a supermarket shop… But then I worry about going home to my parents especially since my dad’s heart attack.

 

Will we be celebrating Christmas with our family?

 Anyway hopefully that goes ok and we can start looking at the future, so this time nest year?


 This time next year I hope that CoronaVirus is a distance memory, and that the world is on its way to recovery.

 

 I hope that we can visit family and friends and feel safe in the knowledge that we will not pass any illnesses on to them.  That we can get in the car and just drive to another persons house and not worry about a face mask and hand sanitizer and not being able to hug and kiss our family and friends.

 

 I hope that we can plan holidays and activities and not worry about how many people are there and can we keep two meters away from them.


Dreaming of a vacation

 I hope that the baby can go to classes and swimming and socialize with other babies and do the things that babies do.  Have fun, run around, hold hands, and most importantly make friends.

 

 The world is in a state of uncertainty at the moment that I don’t want to plan too much into next year as I don’t want to be disappointed so I just hope for the simple things like spending time together as a family at Christmas and then see what happens after that.

 

 

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