On a beautiful mild spring day in North Carolina, I was looking out at the flowers, emailing a client about something TIAA-CREF fucked up, when what should arrive but a text from Natalie informing us that she had just tested positive for COVID and could therefore not go on her senior spring break trip to Portugal with her friends. COVID has not harmed our household too terribly, but I feel horrible for the experiences of which it has robbed my children.
So much of Natalie's college experience has gone down the gullet of this fucking bug. At least she spent her junior and senior years in New Haven and had developed some really good friendships. She and her besties were all teed up for a fun-filled week in Portugal. Tickets were cheap. They were flying out tomorrow. She had worked hard and was in good shape on her senior essay, etc. All her ducks were in a row, as they tend to be.
Then today she wakes up with a sore throat and reads an email saying that her test yesterday had come back positive. Arghhhhhhh. Thank God for her lovely boyfriend whose spring break is not the same as hers (he is at Wesleyan) so at least she'll have someone around to talk to. But this just sucks.
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