The loss of community. The casualties from safer at home have not been with those whom I am closest. It has been with those that I’m not. The mom’s I would see at the kid’s gymnastics practice, the friends from church, the women from the gym. These are the holes I feel the most in my life. The people who I encountered in my daily routine but never had to make time for.

I have done well staying connected with close friends. But there is a loss of my greater community. There is a separation from those I was never required to be intentional with. As we re-emerge, for better or for worse, I look forward to seeing the faces and hearing the voices of those in my widest community.