Bubble

In this weekly blog series, “Life in the time of Covid-19”, I will be sharing a candid view of my family’s journey as we navigate the Covid-19 pandemic.

I took a break from posting last week because I didn’t feel like there was a whole lot to report. Returning to work has divided my time and finding the ambition to document all the things has been proven to be a little more difficult. I’ll get into all of that shortly, but first I feel like I need to briefly address the current state of the Union. 

My heart aches for America right now. The murder of George Floyd was senseless and wrong, and the anger we are seeing has been simmering below the surface for a very, very long time — no doubt made worse by Covid-19, unemployment, and the lack of leadership at the Federal level. As a privileged, white American, the events of the last week have slapped me in the face, showing me that it’s not only important to stand by our POC brothers and sisters, but to work with them to make the changes that are so desperately needed. Being complacent will not do. Saying nothing will not do. The time for change was yesterday. 

Change begins at the local level and there have been a couple of conversations in our household on how we can be a more active part of the community in order to help drive the policies that are so desperately needed. What that is and how we’ll try to help, I don’t know yet. But the pull to do our part is stronger than ever.

While my brain over the last week has been with our MSP neighbors, our home-life has continued as normal here in Moorhead. I’ve found my shooting days of Tuesday and Thursday have been pretty busy, and I’m welcoming a somewhat organized shooting schedule. Finding time to do all the other stuff — editing, corresponding, writing, marketing, owning a business — will no doubt be a challenge as I have my kiddos with me for the summer. But, we’ve been able to make things work okay going this far. 

Memorial Day weekend we broke out of our social distancing bubble and camped with some friends and family out at my parent’s place. Upon arrival, one look at my cousin’s toddler daughter and I knew the masks I had made with good intentions wouldn’t be worn. Thankfully, our group has been pretty cautious in their everyday life and we maintained decent social distancing measures anyway. We did hold the toddler though. 

Edith has been busy finishing up on her last couple weeks of school. From band recitals to a social distancing parade, it's been a busy week for her.

And Mister Anton is officially a Preschool Graduate! It was bittersweet to pick up his stuff from the MSUM Early Education Center. We’ve been with them for so long and it’s often felt like a second home for the kiddos. 

Next up: Kindergarten!

But first, summer.

A quick note about this blog series and summer. I've made the decision to start posting once a month going forward so I can make more time to blog about other fun things for both Britta the Photographer AND Ekta. But thank you friends for following me along so far on this weekly adventure! More soonish :)