For those of you stuck at home with your spouse, significant other, children, etc. and are perhaps finding yourselves a little at odds with each other, I would like to offer a bit of advice....take this added time to dream together. Dream about your future travels, life plans, even your favorite meal to cook together.
My dh was WFH for three weeks. He spent most of his work time at his desk but spent lunch, breaks and a few extra minutes here and there with me, talking about many, many things; where we wanted to retire, the cruises and trips we would go on, where we would eat once the restaurants opened. Even our old record collection was a topic of discussion.
On Palm Sunday we walked out into our field, hand in hand just for some fresh air. One thing led to another, and pretty soon we had a few yard tools and were trimming around the sapling trees that were planted a few years back. These trees were a GREAT joy to him! After consuming lunch out in the field, a pbj and a can of ginger ale (his favorites, and which he was totally thankful for) we continued on with our work. Shortly thereafter he collapsed of a fatal heart attack. It was a quick passing with no suffering.
In all bad you must look for the good. Had I not lost my job last August I most likely would not have been out in the field with him. Had this stupid virus not permeated our world we would not have spent so much time together recently. In his death I am so grateful it was a quick passing and he was in a place he loved, doing something he loved. And in the BEST of it all, he died with a power tool in his hand. That would please him immensely!
I write this not to bring the mood down or to clog the thread with sympathy posts. I write it 1) for a little cathartic release, 2) a reminder for everyone to embrace every situation you are in, good or bad, and 3) churning advice for points, miles, FNC etc of a deceased P2.