When my daughter heads to work yesterday morning, I stand on the kitchen step, listening to rain on the porch roof.
As a writer for a Vermont magazine, I’m ordered to stay home, and my intention is to drink coffee and work at the kitchen table. All day.
But my daughter, my 21-year-old, works on the front lines of this unknown illness. All day, she texts me periodically. Hours later, when I’m listening to the governor declare a state of emergency in Vermont, she walks in wearing jeans and a pretty blouse, her scrubs bundled in a plastic bag and left outside on the porch. While eating beef stew, she shares her day.
I’ve spent much of the afternoon reading about the history of poverty in Vermont, about Roosevelt’s relief programs and the story of social welfare, for an article I’m writing about wages in Vermont. Listening to my daughter who’s embraced this beginning of her working life with such gung-ho enthusiasm, doing difficult things, pulling her own weight with a busy medical team, I keep thinking about time and place. In the manuscript I just finished, I wrote that individual qualities of courage and cowardliness, of persistence and dishonesty, shape and alter our lives. But, likewise, so does our historical time and place.
Our conversation inevitably shifts to our family, as we figure out the possible economic pieces of our household, bracing for far harder days. This responsibility, too, this young woman steps into seamlessly, accepting her responsibility in her father’s absence as a given. Later, as we head out for a walk in the evening’s dark, I think back to that governor’s speech — so different from the current commander-in-chief’s remarks. I remind myself what I once believed was impossible — strength grows in vulnerability.
Competition has been shown to be useful up to a certain point and no further, but cooperation, which is the thing we must strive for today, begins where competition leaves off.
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This health crisis has us all reflecting on so many different aspects of current life and history. Yesterday I also went from feeling hopeless to having my faith in mankind restored (thank goodness!).
Thank goodness! We’re going to need this over what looks like will be a long haul.
I’m mostly staying home, but my daughter is also out there working and riding a horse and grappling with this unfolding reality. Thinking of you in coming weeks. Your words always give me comfort. I hope you are receiving it back. xo
Always nice to hear from you, Sue. Thinking of you and your family in these days, too. xo
I am finding so many folks being considerate and not going anywhere if they have even the slightest sniffle, or nothing at all. Many of us are just choosing to stay home as much as possible, and think this is so much better than waiting for a severe wave of sickness to shut the barn door.
Definitely a bright spot is how kindness bursts out. And at least the world will slow down for a little while….
I’ll take a little slowing dow!
Wonderful reflection and quote of today’s times. Stay strong and thank your daughter for her giving of herself to help others.