by Elleanor Gaccetta
The Coronavirus Pandemic has changed the landscape of each our lives.
The world has become a vastly different as evidenced when we venture from our homes as people are wearing masks and staying far from us.
Grandparents visit with their families from afar and no one gets a hug. No one shakes hands in a formal greeting - we bump elbows or place one hand over your heart with a kind nod of your head.
We must plan our trips to the grocery store and fill our carts for several weeks - gone is the ability to safely return on a moment's notice if you find something was forgotten or need
an ingredient for a dish. Doctor are diagnosing via computer since people over 60 are not permitted in the offices unless it is a dire emergency.
There is much talk and curiosity as to what our "new normal" will look like. It will, however, feel and be the new abnormal for a long time.
For me personally,
the 7 plus weeks of being under stay-at-home orders brought me back to the 9 1/2 years I cared for my mother in virtual isolation as written in my book One Caregiver's Journey.
I am a veteran at living alone. I have not become depressed, bored or anxious because it is a life I once lived and have had little trouble readjusting to my former self.
I have observed as my neighbors complain loudly and struggle when the cleaning ladies cannot come, department stores are closed,
or their weekly social activities such as knitting and reading clubs or bridge parties are cancelled.
I try to patiently listen to all the complaints and watch as people grow restless, depressed or stressed.