Well, it’s been two weeks since my children’s school shut down, video conferencing entered my family room, and grocery shopping officially became eerie. Reality is sinking in: quarantine will last. There have been many bright spots. Sunny afternoons. Children’s literature. Sleeping in and drive-thru dinners. But there’s also been a heavy shadow, as the whole world seems to echo with my own personal trigger words: “ventilator,” “ICU,” “medically fragile.” I don’t know when things will feel normal again, or actually if they ever will.