“How much does your life have to suck to want the Apocalypse?” ~ Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone
The pandemic lasted 457 days in New York City, with the Covid restrictions ending on June 15, 2021.
Post-pandemic life has been a series of highs and lows.
- May: I went to Miami, for the first time ever, and loved it. I met my high school and long time friend there to celebrate our landmark birthdays.
- June: One day after the lifting of restrictions, I went to Cape Cod. I got to see the famous lighthouses and eat fantastic seafood.
- July: I moved to a great location in the city, right on the East River. These are views from my apartment.
- September: I was able to participate in the Tunnel to Towers Run to honor and pay respect to the thousands of lives that perished on 9/11. It’s surreal to me that this year was the 20th anniversary.
My cousin went into cardiac arrest in July, just two short months after I last saw him in May. He had looked to be healthy and on the mend from a recent medical procedure. He fell into a coma and never fully regained consciousness. He passed away in early October. Even worse, I found out about his passing through Instagram when one of his sons posted a note about his passing. I loved my cousin and am hurt that his family never even bothered to inform me. People (especially family) are freakin’ weird.
Another low this year is the sudden character regression of my daughter. I had posted in March about how proud I was of her seemingly becoming more mature, and sometime between March and during the summer, she transformed into a lying, sneaky, and unreliable little jerk. I know she’s my daughter and I should not refer to her disparagingly, but I call it how I see it. She had three sessions with a therapist, and those sessions went well. I have encouraged her to continue, but she refuses to go, instead choosing to be rebellious and defiant of house rules. I am nearly at my wit’s end with her, and am running out of patience.
It is now December and God willing, I will fly out in two weeks to see my family in the Philippines. The clock is ticking faster these days, it feels like, and I am anxious to see them, especially after this long pandemic that does not seem to end. Hopefully I will get to spend my Christmas and New Year with them. In the meantime, I am enjoying the festive decorations here in the city. It is such a welcome sight, made much more appreciated after having missed it last year with the city on lockdown.