There was life before the pandemic, then there is now. Everything got scrambled, some things literally during the Aug. 10 derecho. Yet the biggest event, the one that brought the most change, has been adjusting to the coronavirus pandemic.
It is a pandemic. A next door neighbor got the virus. So did one across the street. It’s hard to do a census of contagion because people don’t talk about the coronavirus. When people are sickened, they stay isolated at home or are taken away from the community to hospitals where they either recover or die, for the most part alone. It remains out of sight and mind.
While working outside I often forgot and approached a neighbor without a mask even though I had one in my pocket and knew better. We don’t know everyone who is infected and may never know in advance who will be affected next.
A former mayor who lived near us died from complications of COVID-19. The minister who officiated at our wedding did too. My cousin Don died of it Christmas eve. Other friends and relatives got the virus and recovered. It is everywhere. We have worked hard and smart to avoid getting infected and so far our efforts paid off. We never know, though.
Here’s a short list of what happened after the Iowa governor signed a proclamation of disaster emergency regarding COVID-19 on March 9:
- Last restaurant meal on March 13.
- Moved the sewer district and home owners association monthly meetings to conference call because of the pandemic.
- Final shift at the home, farm and auto supply store on April 2 because of the pandemic.
- Interviewed by Andrew Keshner of MarketWatch for an article about the impact of the pandemic on gardening, April 16.
- Eliminated in-person political meetings beginning April 23 because of the pandemic.
- Had three COVID-19 screenings, all negative.
- Left the Johnson County Food Policy Council at the end of my term.
- Began bicycling for exercise June 27.
- Began donating garden extras to the local food rescue organization on July 23
- Published a guest opinion in the Cedar Rapids Gazette on the 75th anniversary of the atomic bombings in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Aug. 9
- Derecho, Aug. 10.
- Started a website for The Prairie Progressive.
- Informed the chief apple officer I would not return to the orchard for the apple season because of the pandemic.
- Got haircuts at home because of the pandemic.
- Observed the Jupiter – Saturn conjunction.
I did a lot of the cooking, trying to integrate the kitchen with the garden. That’s a work in progress. It was a good year for gardening, with a variety of crops, plenty of rain, and a productive, abundant harvest.
I read 56 books. More of the books were poetry this year.
I wrote more emails, made more phone calls, and stayed active on my socials. I craved human interaction that used to be taken for granted as a natural part of life. I began writing letters on paper and sending them via U.S. Postal Service. Some wrote back.
I had more interaction with people I’ve known for years, including my sister who joined me at home a long time ago. There was processing and grieving to do for Mother. I also grieved for friends and for people I’d come to know, but didn’t realize how much they would be missed when they died.
It was a good year for doing what was important. The coronavirus was a constant companion reminding us of what that is.
Like many, I didn’t expect 2020 but took it as it unfolded. It looks like I’ll make it another year. Regardless of the ongoing pandemic, may we all make 2021 a Happy New Year.