When COVID cases started surging again last March, I felt an odd feeling taking over. It was a mix of hopeless, empty sadness and stuck-ness. I felt BLAH.
Maybe it was because we were all looking forward to our kids' online classes to be over and finally reuniting them with my parents for a much-needed vacation in the province. Dada already bought groceries and snacks for the kids to bring with them, while Lolo & Lola already stocked up their freezer with their apos' favorite seafoods and boxes of Melona ice cream. And right before the school year was over, the ECQ was implemented again and we were back to Square One. It was like Groundhog Day.
