A Mother’s Day scream into the void: Rage, grief and brief moments of beauty in the pandemic age
SalonThis was the third time my soldier-sturdy husband had gasped, looking like a fish at the end of a line, fighting for air. The nurses, always working overtime, posting photos of mask indentations pressed into their cheeks, their surgical caps sewn by another mother friend who wonders how she's able to do back-to-back Zoom meetings for work, sew up PPE to donate, and homeschool her three kids, while her husband disappears into the bathroom for 35 minutes at a time. As I point out how in times of hardship, people come together to help one another, and by the way, if you have four potatoes and take away two, how many do you have left, my daughter grabs onto my arm and says, "Mommy, do you have to make this school?" But I do want this: For every mother, starting this Mother's Day and continuing into infinity, to give herself the gift of not saying "I'm sorry" or in any way expressing that she wished she could be doing better during this time. I google, "will a mother bird reject an egg if it fell from a nest" then "will human touch make a mother bird abandon an egg" and finally, encouraged by the search results, I type in "blue bird's eggs."
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