
Pandemic Reflections
A source of support.
When the first Bay Area shelter-in-place started March 16, 2020 because of the COVID-19 pandemic, it felt lonely and disorienting and pretty awful having no childcare for our 3yo with 2 full time working parents. In week 2, I sent an email to people with whom I worked closely, honoring this feeling and sharing some coping strategies I was using to create a sense of solidarity and support. This became a weekly ritual that grew over time.
In the emails, I shared a little bit about what was happening in my household as a way of normalizing the massive changes, shared strategies we were using to cope, and things I was grateful for despite everything. I invited people to reply for support and connection and to aid with professional accountability and motivation. Slowly and sporadically I invited others to join the list. Eventually, I decided the simplest way to allow people to join as they found content useful (or to opt-out if content did not resonate) was to create a newsletter and website. For the archived letters from 2020, I’ve done some light editing to provide additional context, or to remove my weekly goals. Not all have been uploaded yet, but I’ll get there eventually.
In 2021, the weekly letter has evolved into aggregations of many of my mentoring and peer-mentoring conversations. They still touch on methods I’m using to remain a whole, semi-balanced person amid parenting, grieving, and being an early/mid-career academic researcher.
In 2022, the weekly letter became a little more sporadic, but still shared reflections on things happening locally and broadly.

Week 26
Today the anniversary of 9/11, when ~2,000 Americans died, in the middle of the pandemic where nearly 200,000 Americans died, in a week that included incredible heat over the weekend, the disturbing Wednesday fireskies, and now AQI of over 200 in Sausalito. In one sense, we are ok at our house – we relied on fans and TV to get through the heat over the weekend, closed the curtains during Orange Wednesday, and our air filter is running constantly. We still have jobs, Theo still has preschool, we still have our home that we enjoy. On the other hand – this is all quietly emotionally challenging, particularly heading into the most important election, perhaps ever.