Last March, we celebrated my husband’s birthday at a Patti Smith concert. A week later the lockdown happened. I often look at photos from that night, wondering who in the audience might have had Covid, who might have died in the weeks or months that followed, who probably lost a loved one. This seems normal, looking to the past for answers about the present and the future, trying to find clues about the collective loss of 2020.

This year, for his birthday, my husband I had our first meal out in a year, celebrating on St. Patrick’s Day at a…

Vicki Forman

Writer, mother, knitter, nurse — not necessarily in that order.

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