Crying is a way to say, I love you

Thoughts on 72 days on quarantine.

I got a call from Mandy today. She was crying. She was sad because most of her friends in the education department at the zoo were let go today. She expressed that it was a crazy coincidence that on a day where there was so much despair and chaos happening in all major cities in the U.S. there was also so much chaos and and despair happening in her heart.

Part of the reason why Mandy loved going to work was because of the people she worked with. She is a team lead and travels all over the State of Utah together spending hours and hours with each other . with the nature of her job they get very close but now her team is gone. No goodbyes, nothing she said.  Only three were left from thirteen in her department. Other coworkers she was closed to also are gone, she said.

She is grieving for them. Not only because she is going to miss them but she is worried about them. She wonder if they are going to be okay? why them and not her, she wonders. It's has been really heavy. She is also worried for herself. How will she carry out without them? What if she is next? She is so sad because it wasn't just her department. It was every department at the zoo.

She told me, "for the first time it feels real. It's sobering. I need time to process."

And what do you say to that, other than you are sorry. How do you console a child with a broken heart?

Con amor,
Vero