“New York Pause” Doesn’t Have to Mean That I Don’t Have a “Real Life” and Only Exist in Virtual Reality

I saw my twenty-month-old grandson in real life on Friday for the first time since March 7th. He's going back to day care on Monday and that will mean indefinite separation. ¬†Greater contact with the outside world for him and his parents means too much risk for my immune-compromised husband, even if New York City… Continue reading “New York Pause” Doesn’t Have to Mean That I Don’t Have a “Real Life” and Only Exist in Virtual Reality