The Pandemic Will Cleave America in Two
Some will emerge from this crisis disrupted and shaken, but ultimately stable. Others will come out of it with much more lasting scars.
Some will emerge from this crisis disrupted and shaken, but ultimately stable. Others will come out of it with much more lasting scars.
“How to Build a Life” is a new column that aims to give you the tools you need to construct a life that feels whole and meaningful.
The rules of the pandemic require every person to stay put in one household. The laws of joint custody require the exact opposite.
When something outside your control changes your life, it’s what you do with what you can control that really shapes your children.
Feelings, like most everything else, become more urgent during a pandemic.
I’m making sure that our kids exercise, have a schedule, spend time outside each day, and try to maintain as normal a life as possible. What more can I do?
No one answers an ad for roommates expecting to end up quarantined with them.
Play is children’s language, and parents shouldn’t be concerned if the pandemic has been showing up in kids’ games lately.
The influenza pandemic did long-lasting damage to relationships in some American communities. Could the mistrust have been prevented?
My father died, there’s a pandemic, and I’m overcome by my feeling of loss.
“This time of isolation could be a period of great growth or great struggle in your relationship.”
“The thought of simply breathing in and out without coughing and reuniting with my children ... is goal enough. To—literally—live and let live will be enough.”
“It’s a distraction from all that’s going on … This is a way to come together, in a different way—teaching instead of just talking.”
Medical professionals need to be at work more urgently than ever, but their child care has essentially evaporated. Eager (but fragile) networks of volunteers have stepped in to help.
The coronavirus outbreak may last for a year or two, but some elements of pre-pandemic life will likely be won back in the meantime.
The sound of rain, the feel of a pencil, the routine of making the bed—the power of these things to make me feel better, even in a pandemic, shouldn’t be underestimated.
Gen Z’s impulse to congregate online and post constantly—which older adults often mock—is serving them well in self-quarantine.
I don’t want to be cruel to her, but I cannot be her friend.
America’s medical professionals are risking their lives. But their greatest fear is that they’ll move from being part of the solution to part of the problem.
I’m a war correspondent, but nothing prepared me for navigating the joys and fears of pregnancy under lockdown