March 17th - May 25th, 2020
The first 70 days, 10 weeks, of quarantine with my father. The first few months of Covid, much like everyone else, we were stuck inside. I was a different person. I was so heartbroken. The pandemic, though, was only in its beginning stretches. So much had already been taken from all of us. There were good days and some pretty bad days. I watched my father struggle to work remotely, while learning to readjust to his daughter living full time at home again. My mental health dwindled, I lost a best friend to death, celebrated my 20th birthday inside our two bedroom apartment. Yet, even on some of the worst days, he did everything possible to stay positive for me. I learned a lot during that time. Tell the people you care about that you love them. Cherish all moments, even the bad ones. And most important, as silly as it sounds, breathe because this shall pass. In the early stages of this project, I expected it to only last a few weeks at most. As time went on, I was proven VERY wrong. I ended the project on day 70, on a high note. I was allowed to go back to work and see friends in outdoor settings. As I write this in 2022, things are still slowly but surely working their way back to normalcy. It is a long road ahead but I have hope.