I Live in Sweden. I’m Not Panicking
It’s noon here, and from the window of my home office I can see my two daughters playing in the yard at their preschool across the street. I reach for my phone to text my best friend, a nurse who lives in Westport, Conn., to share some family trivia I just discovered. She has been hunkered down in her home with her husband and their two young daughters since March. She’s beginning to wonder what they will lose first — their jobs or their minds.
“Guess what my great-grandmother’s name was? Jósephina Corona. From Italy”, I write. Unlike my friend, I am not forced to stay at home.… Seguir leyendo »