How Will Quarantine Change Me?

Conversations About Autism

It is Sunday evening. Only three days since the morning the grocery store was over populated with at risk shoppers at 6:00 in the morning. If the virus gets me, I will blame that morning. That is the day I decided to stop going to public places.

Friday, just two days ago, my husband and I visited my mother-in-law, who is in her nineties. We didn’t hug her. We kept our appropriate social distance.

Friday is also the day my daughter said that she and her husband will stop visiting us. They pulled my sixteen-month old granddaughter from the daycare she attends three days each week. They don’t want us to watch her once a week any more, or the other grandparents. They will juggle their schedules, my daughter working from home now and her husband still working out in the scary world, so they can take turns watching and…

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