Like anyone who has lost a partner, I faced a rather tedious and seemingly endless series of tasks. My to-do list grew, even as I worked to make it smaller. Many items required checklists of their own. And with so many working from home during the pandemic, it wasn’t unusual to wait thirty, forty, or fifty minutes on hold. The world moved ahead despite my family’s grief, albeit slowly, and I remember thinking that my list wouldn’t disappear until I filed taxes the following April. In the adult world, our to-do lists never finish, and my own seems twice as long without someone to help divide and conquer.
The Year of Lists
The Year of Lists
The Year of Lists
Like anyone who has lost a partner, I faced a rather tedious and seemingly endless series of tasks. My to-do list grew, even as I worked to make it smaller. Many items required checklists of their own. And with so many working from home during the pandemic, it wasn’t unusual to wait thirty, forty, or fifty minutes on hold. The world moved ahead despite my family’s grief, albeit slowly, and I remember thinking that my list wouldn’t disappear until I filed taxes the following April. In the adult world, our to-do lists never finish, and my own seems twice as long without someone to help divide and conquer.