In just a few weeks everything has changed; a whole country held under siege by an invisible but no less threatening presence. We are exiled in the comfort of our own homes, yet endure separation from family and friends, entire communities. I cope alone with two small children and an invalid husband, laid up with a broken hip following an accident that coincided neatly with the outbreak.
There seems very little else to say. Life is at a complete standstill for everyone at the moment, and we just have to endure it. There are days where it seems only a little thing, and other days where it feels harder to bear, but there is comfort to be found in the awakening of the spring, the lighter evenings and the daffodils lifting their newborn faces to the sun.
