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Last month ended differently to what I thought it would. It started with a short break with a friend in the middle of nowhere. Instead of being the breather we both needed, we spent the time worrying about what was going on in the world. We both got home to the news that yes we are working from home for the forseeable future.
A few days later the news that a relative was not mentally coping, hadn't for a while and had checked themselves into a mental health facility. I was asked to visit them. Take them outside and get some fresh air. And shock horror, hug them. That hug was by then illegal, and so badly needed by both of us.
Those 2 weeks were hard. They had to do the hard work of getting better, and will be ongoing. Watching someone you love more than your own life in such pain and being unable to do anything but hold each others sanitised hands.
I want this to be over soon, I need another hug. And for them to reach their 18th birthday.
A few days later the news that a relative was not mentally coping, hadn't for a while and had checked themselves into a mental health facility. I was asked to visit them. Take them outside and get some fresh air. And shock horror, hug them. That hug was by then illegal, and so badly needed by both of us.
Those 2 weeks were hard. They had to do the hard work of getting better, and will be ongoing. Watching someone you love more than your own life in such pain and being unable to do anything but hold each others sanitised hands.
I want this to be over soon, I need another hug. And for them to reach their 18th birthday.