La Vie Apres d'Amour--Cooking to Soothe the Soul (Paperback)

La vie après l'amour 2020. Remembered or forgotten, we experienced feelings of anxiety, abandonment, mortality, feeling untouched, unseen. It was surreal on the streets, distancing even further than we did before until it became a norm. Eyes glancing, babies with masks, people moving away from us as if we had leprosy, even with our masks on. Some of us lived in an isolated place where we could only remember gatherings with friends. We looked and felt wounded. Friends grieved over parents who died in nursing facilities. We wore diapers over our mouths until we became creative and made the mask an accessory wear. You could tell the negatives from the positive personalities. Some out riding bikes, jogging, some at risk staying indoors, seniors, unemployed heads of households depressed without work, worrying about our daily needs and the failure of our government to control the spread escalating our state of ambiguity until we came to our senses that we were on our own in a universal pandemic. When would it end? It did not end. Children deprived of social and educational growth, virtually distant, marriages tested, Zoom survival, and some of us gained weight burdened by fear and lack of comfort. It was and still is a turbulent time. Distrust of government, psychologically ravaging sensibility as to whether the plague is a wage of warfare or irrational as it seems, was it a device tactic to limit population. Some of us used the time to replay our past, to read and learn, to get fit, to join intellectual or creative groups, to hone skills, to explore our emotional lives, to forgive ourselves and others, to appreciate what we took for granted and then a blend of negative forces of media inflicting more fear of violence, ignorance and lack of leadership proved we had to find our own way of dealing with living the truth of 2020.