Week 2. Then I woke up. Finally! Now I can know myself again.
All the kitchen cupboards have been cleaned, which is dug 80 holes in the garden, all woodwork and the gutters have been washed away, and the next project is to get the lumber room to play.
And it’s not because I’m not working. There is actually many hours to move and cancel contracts, to invent new ways to make money on, to put ships in the lake and create alternative forms of marketing.
Every morning the on math at the kitchen table. The Storm, which goes in 5. class, I can easily help. It is immediately worse, with Eliot, that goes in the 9. I am no mathematical genius. I usually say that I’m good at figuring it out, but I have really come into question, for there is much of the time, I can not figure out.
For example: Now playing we just, we must first open up the entire country again the 1. July. A swede coming over the oresund Bridge to sweden to visit Copenhagen. He has not been subject to the same restrictions in Sweden, we have in Denmark, so he carries infection with him over the bridge. A briton infected. Then three. So 15. And then what? We are so turned home again?
And how can I go and brood and in vain try to make ends meet, while I clean up like never before. One is that I have found my old energy back. Something else is to navigate in the world as it looks now.
And I must greet and say that the moral dilemmas looming as never before. I have in the past week made me ethical considerations, which I never thought I would encounter. Quite common questions like: “Mom, I like to play with…” has given us some headaches, which I have had to ask for time for reflection.
We have had two visitors on two different days. Both comrades for my big son. The one sat at the dinner table and told about his father, which I asked for his mother.
“My mother died three years ago,” he replied, and told him that his mother had been hit by a – oh yes – the flu, that led to a pneumonia that she could not stand against.
Yes, she was already sick of something else, but she was also too young, and, not least, was she the mother to this dear boy and his little brother.
The second mate came herhjem as the first place after his and the family’s quarantine. They have all had coronavirussen, so they have been totally isolated for several weeks.
He thought it was great to get out, and I reached gudhjælpemig to take myself in to be halvmisundelig of the fact that he now sat there and was immune. Can I possibly allow myself it?
I hear all my friends talk about, that we will soon wake up to a completely different moral framework. We will act significantly differently in the future. I hope so too, but I still have to get my many math problems to go up.
I was yesterday out to go for a long evening stroll. On the street and in the forest I met many people and said hello to each and every one. My expectation was that, like I missed seeing a smiley face, now that you are not allowed to cuddle.
But think, in the near two young girls, so there wasn’t a single, that welcomed back. They had all the gizmos in their ears and listened to music or talked on the phone, while they looked down in the ground. People my age and older.
Hey, out there! It was not now, we should lift our gaze and see each other in the eyes? Am I the only one who misses the smile?
And down in the Meny, when I sneaked down wearing the scarf for the mouth and the gloves of respect for the weakest, yes, there was basically only older people in the store without both the one and the other.
How goes the equation up?
And my dear friend, that is against the vaccine, she can still say that she protects her children, or is there also a truth in that she at the same time expose others to great danger?
I can speak both for and against, and I would really rather not enter in the discussion with her, no matter how we put the numbers together, so when we certainly not up to the same upshot.
Annette Heick
Annette Heick was born in 1971. She is a journalist, tv host, singer, and entrepreneur, and is married to the chef Jesper Vollmer. She is the mother of two sons.
