Leaving a COVID-Free Cocoon
Unlike many feeling cooped up and antsy during quarantine, my family adjusted so well that we felt almost guilty. My husband and I have been lucky to keep our jobs and be able to work remotely with little difficulty. Having the kids home threw a few wrenches into our workdays, but they had no problem with mandatory online schooling. With supplementary online courses through sites such as Outschool, my sixth-grade son learned how to cook with an Instant Pot and my second-grade daughter is now a Barbie fashion designer; they even took some French classes together. We had settled into our routines and, most important, we felt safe ensconced in a COVID-free cocoon, from which we emerged only rarely — armed with masks, surgical gloves, and plenty of hand sanitizer — for the occasional trip to the grocery store.
Then my husband and brother cooked up a cockamamie cross-country odyssey taking us from our home in Southern California to a small town cradled on the Chesapeake Bay. In the process, we’d leave our comfort zone far behind ... and travel through several of the hot spots that make up the great uncharted uncertainty that is America during the coronavirus.