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It’s Not Always Easy to Manage Lockdown, But We Do Our Best

It’s Not Always Easy to Manage Lockdown, But We Do Our Best

It’s not easy to celebrate big occasions in the middle of a pandemic. But we do our best.

We usually make do with something small. A box of strawberry cake mix and a cannister of cream cheese frosting that have magically wound our way here through the miracle that is online shopping.

Or my strange pandemic birthday that occurred just a short while into lockdown (I’m an Aries). We ordered takeout from the local crab shack, and it was only after I sat down to try to eat the thing that I realized we didn’t have any nutcrackers to get through the shell.

I’m sure I looked like something possessed. Doing my best to bite through crucial weak points in the crab’s joints. Trying all the while to not hurt my teeth as I slurped out bits of crab meat.

You didn’t laugh at me though. You just said, “Happy birthday,” and vacuumed and shampooed the rug afterward. Apparently some projectile spice-stained crab juice leapt onto the floor. Oops. My bad. At least my teeth are still fine?

I was tempted when my father passed away a few weeks later to just go to bed a few nights without brushing my teeth. I was paralyzed with grief. Everything seemed hopeless. Why bother? But I caught myself and said, “There are no dentists on the frontier,” before I brushed my teeth, flossed, and used mouthwash.

Which made you laugh. As did the fact that I downloaded The Little House on the Prairie books I’d been so fond of as a little girl. Your mother laughs, too, when I text her about it. We commiserate on what a little jerk Nellie Oleson was.

Each night before I fall asleep, I remind myself of the same thing: It’s not always easy to manage lockdown, but we do our best.


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