The COVID Granny Diaries

After looking after a small child by myself for six months, I thought I would relish having my life back.

Dementia ruined the happy truce I had enjoyed with my mother for more than thirty years. And now I may never see her again.

I'll be watching Sleepless in Seattle and eating ice cream for Valentine's, but this year I'm not sidelined in the search for romance.

How four young artists produced great work during quarantine.

Snot came out Liza’s nose, she laughed so hard when I told her about the PPE.

I am going to eat a frozen turkey dinner by myself and clean my basement this Thanksgiving. And I'm feeling great about it.

Vampires and "Girl Beetlejuice." We are big on costumes, even if we have to wear them at home.

What to feed a four-year-old when there's no one to impress.

I enacted my "ideal grandmother" fantasies during shutdown—with mixed results.

My daughter was a health worker in the worst pandemic in 100 years.

On our first foray into commerce, we may have been infected.

Five months alone with a four-year old have given me a lot to think about.