There and Back Again

Dear Liza,

For the past year and a half, we have all felt sort of trapped in our homes. Even those of us who really LIKE our houses have felt stuck. With everything closed up, there was nowhere to go. With everyone masked, there was no one to see.

It was for me, a very comfy, familiar imprisonment. I love my home, and I love my people. But being told I CAN’T do something always gets my contrarian hackles up.

And now that people can go out and travel more, I am stretching my legs. I just spent a whole week away from my dear home and people, way across town. This was a favor, an adventure, and a sabbatical, all rolled into one. It was a good time-out-of-time for me to work on a new story idea about a cat detective.

I wonder what changes other people are noticing, what ideas they are having time to ponder while they are having their own sabbaticals.

Will this pandemic lead to people making career and life changes? And when all the changes are done, how will the world settle in?

“Fasten your seat belts,” Bette Davis said in All About Eve. “It’s going to be a bumpy night.”


Grandma Judy

Author: Judy

I am a new transplant to Portland from Salinas, a small city in Central California. This is a blog about my new city.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: